At this point she was so happy I probably could bend her over and fuck her in the ass and she wouldn't care less. Instead I reached over and, grabbing the bottle of hand lotion on the nightstand, squirted some of it across her back.

"Whoa!" Cynthia exclaimed. "That's cold, that's ohhhh..."

Cynthia's moan was caused by me spreading the lotion across her tanned back and, starting at her shoulders, beginning to knead her soft flesh with my hands.

"Oh damn you got nice hands." Cynthia whispered.

"And you Cyn have one hell of a nice body." I told her.

For the next half hour the room was quiet except...