Mommy, Where's Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return

Chapter 88: The Massage

"Ouch! Sam!" Ethan complained after getting another smack in the hand.

He was constantly reaching for her thighs while Samantha was massaging his arms on the side of the bed. He heard her answer, "Let me finish first, Mr. Wright. Behave yourself!"

He sighed in dismay before returning to rest his face down on the spa bed. He suggested, "We can massage each other, together."

Samantha just ignored him. She began to put pressure on his neck before making her way to his shoulders, and only then did she hear Ethan moan in satisfaction, "Ahh. That feels good! Yeah, right there, honey."

"You need to spoil yourself once in a while, hon," reminded Samantha.

A hum escaped Ethan's lips before he shut his eyes, beginning to enjoy the treatment he was receiving from his wife. He said in response, "I'd love to be spoiled by my wife."

When it was finally time to put pressure on Ethan's back, Samantha climbed on his behind.

With only a towel covering Ethan's two-round flesh, she sat on his buttocks before stretching her hands to massage his back.

She used her weight to strengthen her caresses, allowing her to give a better kneading.

Again and again, Samantha's actions granted a satisfying moan, especially with the rub on his back.

While Ethan delighted in his treatment, Samantha could not help but appreciate the shape of her husband's sensual back. More than just giving Ethan his well-deserved massage, she absolutely fascinated in shaping his manly frame with her hands.

All the more, she relished at the glow of his skin, after being slathered with oil. She thought he was absolutely sexy! Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

She even ended up biting her lip, the second her hands reached for his small waist. She muttered to herself, 'Damn this man!'

Sliding down to his legs, it was time to rub against Ethan's hot ass.

The second she removed the towel from his buttocks, she gasped, feeling her heart race.

Sure, many times, she had seen Ethan naked, but to actually touch it and rub against it, she felt utterly excited.

When she started massaging his behind, Samantha already had dreamy eyes. She felt nothing but muscles on his bottom cheeks that she silently exclaimed, 'Wow!'

She determined she was going to forever squeeze his butt from that moment on!

While she was admiring her husband's body, she heard Ethan spoke, "Am I... enjoying this or are you?"

Samantha wound up flushing, purposely inflicting pain against his flesh with her thumb. She commanded, "Let me do my work, Ethan."

After reacting from the pain of her sudden acupuncture, Ethan kept quiet since, smirking inwardly at his wife.

Following the butt massage, Ethan was completely naked faced down on the spa bed. Samantha easily shifted to his long and still sexy legs, giving the best of her efforts on each of her rubs.

When it was finally time for Ethan to lie on his back, Samantha said, "Turn around, hon."

Ethan sighed. A mischievous grin reflected on his face before he declared, "Finally, the moment I have been waiting for."

Samantha could not help but laugh at Ethan's words, but when he turned around, she bit her lip, reacting to his angry rod. She silently muttered, 'Oh, my god!'

His manhood did not shy away, essentially standing up in salute!

She turned tomato red before climbing on top of him.

With hooded eyes, Samantha sat on his groin area and heard her husband hissed flamboyantly. Despite the clear lust in his eyes, she ignored his eagerness and added more oil to his torso.

She did not need to massage his front for the next step, she just had to add more slithering agent on his manly chest.

After seeing the glow on Ethan's body, Samantha smiled and warned, "Now, for the next part."

She bit her lip and lowered her chest against his own, gliding her body and sharing the grease spread on his torso.

"Ahhh. Now, this is more like it," Ethan remarked while holding on to Samantha's waist. His handsome face showed an even more playful smirk.

His hands easily reached behind her top, removing the string that held it together. He swiftly dropped her bra on the floor and delighted at the feel of her breasts onto his bare skin.

Repeatedly, Samantha rubbed her entire body against Ethan's, allowing that stirring friction to create more desire.

This was especially true when Ethan untied the strings that held her bikini together.

Eventually, like Ethan, Samantha was completely naked.

She sat up on his member, and with her nude peach; she ground on him without penetration. She let out an erotic sigh and said, "This is still... part of the massage."

"Aaaahhh. Yeah." Ethan squinted. His eyes were glued to how his member was buried beneath his wife's rose, with only the tip of his shaft, frequently peeping through. He expressed, "I love massages now."

Samantha did not stop there. She continued to ignite the flames of their passion, lying on her back on top of Ethan.

She continued to glide her bare body up and down against Ethan while he returned to massage her breasts.

For minutes, Ethan had been sighing and gasping with desire, feeling his erection reach its full potential.

He badly wanted to pounce on his wife, but held it together, wanting to see what else was in store for him.

Soon enough, Samantha returned to face his rod. She sat on his lap and palmed his manhood with her slender hands.

She was amazed at how hard he was that she announced, "It's time, hon."

"Oh, yeah." With a deep breath, Ethan finally braced himself.

He watched as Samantha slid back up, giving him one last grinding before putting his stick inside of her.

When Ethan entered his wife, he moaned loudly. He reached for a breast and unwittingly squeezed it tight. He heard Samantha say, "I'll take control, HON, okay? Let me... take care of you."

Up and down, Samantha bounced on her husband, also sensing his size fill her completely.

With the oil on him, plus the wetness inside of her, his member easily penetrated her again and again.

Ethan loved watching Samantha ride him earnestly. He especially relished at the sight of her breast bouncing along with her body.

He frequently held her waist while sometimes holding her two-round flesh, encouraging a faster movement.

From inside the sitting area of their villa, Ethan's and Samantha's bodies remained on top of each other, glowing in both oil and sweat. The slapping sounds of their love-making easily echoed throughout the space.

When Ethan was nearing climax, he pleaded badly, "Let me... take control. I'm coming, Sam."

"Please," he repeated after noticing Samantha did not budge.

Samantha rotated her hips around Ethan's manhood, first giving him the tease of his life, but knowing how he would do a better job, she finally leaned forward and covered his lips steadily.

It allowed Ethan to hold Samantha by the waist, wrapping his arms around her.

He began to push up and down, shoving his stick as hard as he could.

With all the teasing he received, it did not take long for him to release inside of her, wailing as he did!

He returned to kissing Samantha again and after settling his emotions, he said, "That was great, Sam... I supposed I'll get a massage now and then when we return home."

Samantha chuckled and pecked on his lips. She answered, "Anything for my honey."