"I an, strip and get down on the bed."
Miles’ tone left no room for questioning and at the sa ti felt natural.
Carolina’s heart shook, but didn’t spark a reaction, instead she acted compelled like it was coded within her to obey.
She raised her hands and was about to loosen her robe before Grace stepped in with a frowning glance at Miles and stopped her.
"Wait."
Instead of Carolina doing it herself, Grace took the pleasure as a form of client treatnt and stepped up to loosen the straps herself.
It was a bit awkward, but Carolina’s ample cleavage, her boobs held tight in a bikini bra was quickly revealed.
Narrowing down to her navel area, under Grace’s guidance, the robe fell in one swoop, exposing Carolina’s sexy arms and legs, with highlights on her panties.
’Damn.’
Miles’ gaze voraciously savoured every inch of her skin, raring to feel its delicate softness beneath his touch.
Carolina, on the other, felt like she was already nude despite the few pieces of clothing hiding her most cherished treasures.
’I can feel his gaze eating out already. Look he’s already hard too.’
She bit her lips softly, restraining herself after spotting the visible bulge in Miles’ pants.
Inwardly, she wanted Miles to go straight to fucking her instead of having a massage that would make everything worse.
After all, she had risked everything by inviting them to her husband’s mansion.
Even more, it would be on her matrimonial bed.
Glancing at her body for a mont, she steeled her resolve and laid down on the bed under Miles’ gaze.
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’Such thick thighs and ass. I almost can’t resist pouncing on her.
Damn, fucking her with Grace here might be a problem.’
Worried of his nonchalant Boss spoiling his plan, Miles glanced and caught her staring at Carolina’s body with not so pure intent in her eyes.
Seemingly sensing his gaze, the Grace was a bit startled but very pretentious.
Posing a serious look in her eyes, she nodded for him to get on it.
Letting a small grin appear on his face, Miles placed down the basket on the bed and opened it to reveal bottles of aromatic oil, incense burner, and a clean white towel which wouldn’t be needed in this case.
Taking out a bottle, he flicked the lid and climbed the bed. Standing high, he poured a clean stream of oil over her shoulders, tracing it down her back, over her ass.
A sweet fragrance was released through the air, filling the air at once.
Contented, Miles smiled and handed the bottle to Grace who was watching concentratedly.
’Here we go.’
Under the system’s guidance, Miles descended and placed both palms over Carolina’s shoulders.
By using the weight of his body, he pressed down gently and firmly.
Crack! "Ahhhh–!"
A sharp release echoed through the room, shocking Grace who watched, and eliciting a deep ecstasied moan from Carolina that was stifled by the sheets.
’What kind of technique is this?’
Before Grace could comprehend what had just happened, Miles readjusted the placent of his palms, and another crack echoed.
"Ahhhh."
Moaning sharply, Carolina’s eyes widened. The core of her spinal cord felt like it shattered but at the sa ti, a huge amount of stress held up within it was released, making her feel montarily high from the pleasure.
Miles lowered his hands to her lower back and repeated the sa scene.
’As expected system. You always offer the best assist.’
Seeing where the holographic arrows pointed made Miles grin inwardly.
Both cheeks of Carolina’s ass were marked, needing him to perform sothing he had never tried before.
Miles moved backward, his back lowered, he beheld the mass of her butt up close, and slithered his fingers, pressing them in between her ass crack in the sa motion of splitting a loaf of bread.
Before Grace could react, his fingers beca firm and he suddenly parted both cheeks with decent force.
Crack! The distinct release echoed and Carolina’s sharp ecstasied moan reverberated through the room as she jolted upward.
Grace froze where she stood, her eyes gleaming with shock, seemingly gaining enlightennt.
’Can it be done in this manner?’ The thoughts never crossed her mind, but now she felt like a student watching Miles perform.
’What did he do to ? I can’t feel my limbs. I can’t even feel my body.’
Carolina was too numb to feel anything as a wave of relief similar to orgasm spread through her muscles.
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Not stopping, Miles picked up the oil and turned Carolina over. Forcing back a grin when he saw her dazed eyes.
First he began by saring the oil over her boobs, soaking her bikini bra in it before leaving a trail to her navel, filling the cutie.
Cutting a Y shape, he poured it in a straight fashion over her thick thighs and legs.
Stopping, he rubbed his palm, straddled Carolina and began by rubbing her face, neck, shoulders.
His hands quickly extended its reach and firmly cupped her boobs through the bikini...
Feeling his dominating action, a trembling moan escaped her lips as she squird under his grasp.
"Ahhhh–"
Carolina shook, grabbing the sheets tight.
’Hehehe. Good girl.’
Exploring the firmness and elasticity of her average size boobs, yet to lose to the term aging. Miles took it further by slipping under the bikini bra.
His fingers spread over her boobs like a web, digging into the supple sensation and squeezing them tight.
"Hmmmmmm." Carolina whimpered, arching her waist slightly upward to feel more of his hold.
" Hmmmm-." She jerked, arching higher as Miles’ fingers caught her nipples and began to roll around it.
"Ahhhh–."
Her breath shook, mixed with pain from Miles’ pinching her nipples.
"Hmmmmmm. Hmmmmmm. Hmmmmmm." The longer he massaged, the more frail Carolina’s moans got, aching upward into his embrace.
Her fingers had already dug enough into the sheets that it was beginning to tear just because she wanted to protect her last piece of decorum by resting the primal urge to press Miles head against her tits.
...So she cracked.
" Ahhhh– put it inside already I can’t bear this torture."
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