Melina closed her eyes as Lindsay kept brushing her hair and soon she dispensed with the brush and began a scalp massage that moved down to her neck and shoulders. Melina sighed as her hands worked tired muscles.
“I will never get tired of this.”
“Come on, get on the bed,” Lindsay took her hand.
Melina followed her to the bed and Lindsay put her on her back and sliding her hands up under skirt, pulled off her stockings. Melina’s eyes softened as the younger woman rolled up her sleeves and moving further down the bed, began to massage her feet.
“I should have brought my oil from home, it’s not too hard is it?”
“Perfect,” Melina murmured as she undid her belt and slid it through the belt loops, “don’t stop, I am enjoying this.”
Lindsay’s hands eventually moved from her feet to her legs
