Donna did not react the same way as Victoria after spanking her rear. It didn’t work the same way on her.
Donna’s tantalizing bottom was slightly red from the massage. I could see every detail up close, and really wanted to bury my face in it.
“Logan, can you massage the pressure point on my inner thigh? It really helps alleviate tension,” asked Donna shyly.
Donna had read my mind. I parted her legs and rubbed her pressure points with my thumbs in circles. She exhaled in bliss from my touch. Her breathing quickened as I rubbed her. I watched as she turned wet, until she patted my arm and said, “Logan, can you massage my breast and check my lump?”
I knew what she was talking about the moment she mentioned it. I put one hand beneath her p***y as I placed the other on her breast. The mome
