He dipped two fingers in the salve. Then looked at her trying to decide where to begin on her front.<br/><br/>"A little cold," He said and made a first wet line across her breast.<br/><br/>He swirled in the salve slowly. Taking his time to massage and caress her ripe young melons one at a time. Watching her breasting. Noticing how she moved with his touch.<br/><br/>"This is awkward," He said finally. "Can't seem to get the right angle. I can move my hands more gently when I'm working from behind you and looking over your shoulder. Can you turn back around please?"<br/><br/>