Shocks went through my body as I experienced my own personal nirvana. She leaned over and whispered to me "Time for my fine dining. I'm so hungry." Sh... set slow kisses on the top of my breast, down to the inside of my thighs. When her tongue hit my clit I almost screamed. She was the best pussy eater I'd ever met, even to this day I've never had better head than she gave. She ate me like she was eating her last meal. I exploded in her mouth, and she swallowed every last drop of my cum. She got. He pursed his lips some and leaned back in his seat. If she wasn’t going to force him, why should he do it? He didn’t know her, as nice as she seemed he didn’t feel he owed her anything, and unlike with Kelly, he didn’t think it would feel good, he wouldn’t gain any pleasure from it, so why?He sat there, looking at the screen for a few long moments, pointedly ignoring her cock in the open next to him. He started thinking back to Kelly and Caitlyn, unable to tear his thoughts away from all that. I racked my brain trying to come up with something unique that she would appreciate when quite by accident I saw an add for a semi-professional masseuse. Excellent! She had always talked about getting a professional massage but would never spend the money. This was going to fit the bill just right. I made the appointment for a night we both had free. The masseur, his name was Doug, was more than happy to come out to our place; something about wanting his clients in the most comfortable. Curtis, these are yours, along with Hassan, her brother, who is the chief cook. Her husband acts as the host, of course. Treat them well. As you can see, they know their food,” I beamed as I ate my chicken-fried steak and mashed potatoes with gusto.“Yeah, I know. I brought you here the first time, kiddo,” Curtis reminded me, making me blush and laugh a little at my short-term memory lapse.“Touche,” I admitted while Curtis claimed the trio, “your butt really looks nice bare-naked with a red.