An uncomfortable one. Had I gone too far?"Would you like a tea? Or coffee?" I said, breaking the silence."I'd kill for a coffe. Black. Thanks," she re...lied, following me into the kitchen."So why you so tense?" You know what it's like. Sat at a computer one minute, driving round, lifting heavy stuff. It never stops..."She tried to rub her own shoulder and winced."Here, let me," I said, standing behind her.I started to massage her shoulders, gently at first, then a little bit harder. She smelled. Your breast was held perfectly by your black bra. Your g string buried into you, barely noticeable. Your amazing walk that looks you trained years to achieve. You had on the most seductive perfume. I was so turned on, but I knew you were too agitated and consumed to even think about sex.I debated if I should take things into my own hands or grab myself a drink. I found myself rubbing my cock u*********sly while I watched you. I wanted to save myself for later that night, hoping you and I could. The members will sit in their seats and can play sex games with their partners according to choice by witnessing the Blue Film on TV screen. Each member should cover The face with flab of the supplied head scarf to conceal identity.”Let us come to the story. As usual I went to the club on a Saturday evening with my friend`s widowed wife Sova aged about 45 years with whom I have physical relation from a long date back when her husband was working with me in military service. Since I was an old. .." Then as if reading my mind, she added, "Mary Ann also told me about other stuff too ... you know like uh, masturbating."At these words, my cock more than stirred, it began to harden. Over the years, I found that I became sexually aroused with little provocation when I was high. Now, with my 15-year-old daughter confessing her sex sins to me while I shared my weed with her, it was no wonder that I was hard."When did you start doing that?" Right after she told me about it." And you were only.