He removed his make-up,stripped off and got in the shower. His skin down his left side waspainful from the kicking, the area very sore and tender, but...he was sureno serious harm had been done. It would be stiff and painful for a while.Towelling himself dry, Dylan threw on a nightshirt and went to bed.Sleep was a long time in coming, not helped by the pain from the beating,and he tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable, thoughts churning inhis head like clothes in a tumble dryer.Dylan. Then I hear something and look up through my eyelashes I see that I'm not alone.Before me there are an older woman smiling down at me. My fingers are still going in and out of my pussy I don't know what to do. The older woman put her hand on mine and she starts is moving with my hand it in and out and slowly i feel her fingers running down mine and starts to penetrates me. I can feeling her finger along mine and it's like nothing i have ever felt before. I don't know how this happened but i. “I know, I’m sorry. I’ll be back as soon as I can." I turned around and we just sort of silently hugged for a moment. She then got a devious grin on her face and jumped so i’d catch her, knowing i would. Still smiling, she leaned down towards me hovering just an inch from my lips. I just smiled and told her, “I’m waiting." Giggling, she leaned in and we kissed. Softly at first, but then more passionately. I couldnt stop, i was to entranced by this girl. She slowly started to move her hips. But the more they talked and she realized her daughter would not be mad, especially as she explained it to her as it would not really be sexual, more like a massage to help with pain. She finally realized this was the perfect solution for her, and probably felt like she really needed it enough to give it a shot. What did surprise my wife was when she asked her mom when she wanted me to stop over, and she replied tonight! I guess all that protesting was for her daughter's benefit, and she was.