When she finishes massaging my feet, she works her way up my ankles, kissing and nibbling as she moves up my leg. Her other hand is rougher now, dragging her nails so they create little furrows in my skin. As she slides up to my knees her breasts press into my legs. She wraps her legs underneath my knees and bends them, then uses her hips to press them into a fully bent position. She straddles my feet, as she pushes them into a bent position, legs splayed on either side, the moisture of her body trickling onto my arches.