He saw the lines at the edges of her eyes and the little bit of sag under them. But more he saw those eyes, big and full of the liquid of tears and fu...l of love and a little fear. The fear disappeared when he said, ‘God you are the most beautiful woman, Vic.’ He slowly fucked her as he continued his speech, talking at the rhythm of the fucking. ‘No matter how close we got, I never really saw how perfectly beautiful you are until now. Who you are, who you’ve been until now, no matter how long,. Clay writhed, he needed something, oh God, he needed to be fucked!He had always thought he'd cut off his own head rather than lose his dick, but he found that he hadn't noticed its absence at all - only the thrilling new sensation of swollen wet pussy. He wanted to reach a hand to his crotch and feel himself, but he was suspended from the harness. Joan seemed to be able to read his mind, and deliberately refused to touch Clay's pussy with her hands - only pressing into him with her crotch.Soon,. It is your fault for being such a cock tease!" Brett said defensively. "You are lucky I even stuck around this long. The only reason I put up with it at all is because you let me use that tight ass of yours."The smirk on Brett's face finally caused Jenny to snap, and she reared back and slapped him across the face.The look of pure rage on Brett's face caused her heart to skip a beat. His hand raised to hit her, until he saw Jake across the parking lot and realized that even being accused of. He took her shirt off, and peeled his off as he told her to lay down for her massage. He’d worked at a massage place and it seemed that women always loved hearing that, they immediately assumed he knew what he was doing. As he massaged her back he was explaining what he was doing, including what encompassed a non-sexual ass massage, full of bullshit saying how people sit too much and thus they’re posterior holds much tension which affects their backs. She bought it faster than he could sell it..