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    Mute Your Crave for Smut – (Chapter: Cactus Cactus)

    I started to drift off and I heard her ask me another question but I just mumbled a, “Do whatever you want,” and drifted off to sleep.

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    ”Spencer.”

    ”Mmm.”

    I heard her giggle, although it was muffled, before she said, right next to my ear, “I need you to roll over so I can finish your massage.”

    I huffed but rolled over, just wanting to go back to sleep.  I started to drift off when she began to massage my head and I was almost asleep when she began to massage my stomach.

    I bit lip, trying to remain in my state of mind of relaxation, trying to finish falling asleep, but her hands and the feelings they made stir inside me woke me up quite quickly.  So, instead, I bit my lip to fight back a moan.

    My breath caught when her hand brushed the undersides of my breasts, but the same breath rushed out of me when she moved her hands onto my breasts.  She started off by massaging them, some what innocently, but the innocence was lost when she began to rub the pads of her thumbs over the tips of my nipples.

    I lightly panted as she moved her fingers so she could tweak my now hardened nipples.  I felt her warm breath wash over them, making them slightly wet from the moisture in her breath, but no part of her mouth actually came in contact with them.  It took every ounce of resistance and strength I had in me not to arch up and hopefully push my nipple into Ashley’s mouth.

    After several minutes, I stopped feeling her breath and then I no longer felt her fingers but her fingers quickly returned on my lower stomach.  She rubbed my skin and then moved her hands out to my sides and down.  She started by massaging my hips but moved inwards, closer and closer to my pussy.

    Then she was suddenly and quite abruptly massaging my thighs.  I waited, tense, for awhile, waiting for something to change, but nothing did.  It was like every other fully body massage I had had, although much better for certain and obvious reasons. 

    By the time she had reached my lower thighs, I had relaxed again and was drifting off to sleep.

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    1. great job guys…i felt so sorry for spencer cuz of that hoetl but since ash took care of everything not so much in the sorry department, lucky bitch hahaha pms

    2. ummm sorry it took so long to comment you guys completly burned out my computer like my harddrive was fried before i got to the last place god dynamyte realy wasome lol i want to go there ive been to vegas lots and never been to a hotel like that although i would love it :) lol pms please :)

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