I felt she should be able to compare them first hand, and laid her down on the bed for a massage. I didn't use oil, 'cause no one wants oily sheets, but she was soon purring under my touch. I eventually flipped her over and completed the job. As I worked around her pussy I could see her straining for a touch, but I denied her even as my mouth watered at the glistening state of her slit. The first touch I allowed was my tongue as I finished in my favorite place, right between Iryna's legs.

"Oh, Carrie, moya lyuba!" She lapsed into Ukrainian as I worked that special...