EXTRACT FOR
Working out the Kinks
(Anita Swirl)

...Lukewarm liquid pools on my back, then a large hand descends on my body, warm and surprisingly soft. 

Then another joins it, and those two hands work my flesh.

I finally begin to relax.

The hands continue working my upper torso, and I start fading away to dreamland or wherever the beach sounds are taking me, forgetting I'm practically naked in a room with two of the hottest males I've ever seen, one of which I've wanted to jump my bones since the moment I saw him. 

I'm brought back to the room when I suddenly feel another set of hands working on my legs. 

Those hands skillfully work my calves, then my thighs, and by then, I'm wide awake again, unable to ignore four masculine hands kneading my body, amazingly coordinated and gentle, yet firm.

My pussy thrums again, and I have to suppress the urge to squeeze against the massage table in a sad attempt to hump anything that'll help calm her back down.

As they continue working my body, I can't help it??"a deep groan of pleasure escapes me and I feel like I'm about to lose control.

I want the hands working my shoulders to start on my breasts. I need the hands at my thighs to move to my core and have those fingers start playing me there.

The general massage pace seems to increase a bit, and I swear something in the air changes??"it becomes charged with electricity, and not just on my part.

Either way, I can't take it anymore and I whisper a quick "Wait" before flipping on my back, not caring that my breasts are now on display.

The four hands had lifted while I adjusted, and now I'm looking at the owners of them, two sets of blue eyes staring at me in slight surprise and anticipation, unable to stop themselves from glancing down at my bare boobs.

"All over," I say. "Please..."