I would shave myself in the shower reliving how Mr. Smith owned me as he shaved me. By Friday I was starting to think it was a one time thing ok a 2 t...me thing I was worried I may have dumped my girl for no reason well no reason other then I really liked sucking Mr. Smith's cock. It was a hot day and at noon my boss called and said to wrap the day up by 1 I was happy to get the weekend started sooner then later. On the way to the shop I got a text from Mr. Smith there was no hello or how are. I hesitated but as she insisted I pulled my banyan up. She applied some oil on my back and gave a very soothing massage later she told me to turn around and as my banyan was restricting I removed it. She applied oil did massage on my chest and stomach. The soft touch of her hands was making me crazy for massaging she was moving her whole body forward and backward and this was causing her big boobs to swing she was looking very sexy and the thought of her boobs swaying over me was making my cock. If it is, it’ll certainly bring severe consequences, but, how could he possibly know anything about that? The lingering wait, finally the sound of footsteps, a shadow above the door jam, the knob turns, the door slowly opening as she feels her heart skipping a beat. Her eyes dipping down toward his feet, her body tensing even more, she can’t help noticing the thick roll of duct tape in his hand as she can’t help thinking, duct tape? Reflexively arching her chest even further outward as. Leaning down, he brushes his lips softly against mine, making my body tremble. It’s been so long, I think to myself with a sigh running my hands up his back to rest on broad shoulders. “Do you feel perverted right now?” he asks. “MMM, no but I do feel kind of warm” I say with a smirk. “Warm huh, well lets see if we can bring the temp up a bit more and see if you reach hot.” He groans and pulls me even tighter to him. “I don’t know if this is such a good idea Jessie” I groan. “I am too old for.