She refused a towel or sheet to d**** her with, as was the norm-- but Susan seemed anything but normal.. Feisty would be my first impression , rich se...y little spoiled brat my second one.. I worked the oil between her toes and around her arches and heels. Moving to her calves, I divided the muscle on each as she twisted this way and that, trying to watch me.“ You gotta relax and be still to enjoy this” I reminded her. She said nothing, just went limp as I moved to her thighs. My fingers divided. It was going to be the final rehearsal. Some distance away, the dancers were getting ready. There I saw Jeff looking for me. He knew some people there and could take me to the area where Samba dancers were getting painted and dressed.Jeff and I stood watching the dancers getting ready. Mostly all girls were completely naked and the artists were painting their naked bodies. For some girls, the artists were basically covering only pussy slit with the smallest piece of pasty and painted over it.. No doubt, it is morally and ethically wrong. But is it possible for a circumstance to exist in which at least part of it is right? It’s ok to get angry when you hear about a Chacha touching his bhatiji inappropriately, but can there be a moment when it’s not inappropriate, when the touch falls between two loving adults, driven by passion contrived of genuine love? I’ve often wondered if I’m alone in my feelings, if others experience this. When you really think about it, how can a Chacha NOT. Then I undressed completely. She touched my dick and tried to stroke (It’s her first time.) I kissed her vigorously and put her on her back and applied Nutella all over. I laid myself on her and we rolled on each other and massaged my body with hers.Oh my god, this was the first time I did it. And trust me I was on cloud nine. It’s a really good feeling. She licked all of my chest and my abs. I put my hands on her pussy and started teasing her while my mouth was busy licking the Nutella from.