Then I work under your panties. You move, suggestively. I am thinking you are ready for more than a massage.But not yet - I promised I’d work thos... kinks out of your muscles, so I begin to massage your legs and thighs. You spread your legs as I deftly knead your inner thighs. I can see that your panties are wet. The center soaked. Okay, maybe you DO need me to work a different area...So I massage further and further up your inner legs, nearing your center. I allow my finger tips to graze. My cock standing almost to attention and begin to gently slide my hand up and down as Rita’s nipples extend out like bullets once again. Sitting back I look her in the eyes and nod down to my cock. Without the usual resigned or disgusted look Rita moves onto her knees on the sofa and leans over taking the mushroom head into her hot mouth. I allow myself to relax as her mouth seals itself and her tongue begins to curl around again and again. Like the first time Rita sucked my cock on the fateful. In a way that was part of my reason for coming to the island. But now you've distracted me. Where was I?" "Being jacked off in the shower," Vanessa helped me, a little sobered by how close beneath the surface my sad memories were. "That's right," I began again. "Her soapy hand slid firmly up and down my hard cock. "'I like this,' she cried. 'It's fun having a dick. Can I make it spurt? Oh, I already have,' she added as I sprayed the shower curtains with jism. 'Now do you want to find out what. )When he would get to the bathroom he would stay in there for about 5 to 10 minutes and I could sometimes hear him grunting followed by the toilet flushing then after another a minute or two I could hear him take a piss and then the toilet would flush again and he would go back to bed. I later came to understand that whenever that happened he was beating off after fucking mom and shooting his cum into the toilet.After I became aware that my parents were probably fucking when their bedroom door.