What can I do for you?" I said while smiling back, remembering our short talk from last week. "Did you really mean what you said last week?" She asked... With a bit of disbelief in my voice I answered back. "Of course. Are you here to take me up on my offer?" With a bit of stammer in her voice and her eyes avoiding me she spoke. “I’m 67 years old; I will be 68 in less than a month. My husband died 7 years ago and I have not real sex in over 9 years." Not believing what I was hearing, but never. Once I visited a salon for massage. Masseur was a man of my type: dark-haired, tall, with strong hands, humour sense and he smelled nice. And the spiciest thing was I was absolutely naked. At first the masseur massaged me several times. He started from the neck and shoulders. I like man touching my neck, it turns me on so much. After he massaged my back tenderly and moved down to the buttocks. My pussy got very wet when he was massaging me. He saw it and moved apart my buttocks intentionally to. "Wait," I said turning her back towards me, " Women can only tip using their teeth."I watched with a big smile as Lynn moved to the stage, waiting for all the men to tip the young girl and leave. Most put their dollar offering into the garter belt, high up on her hip, or the side strap of the very thin black mesh thong. She smiled sweetly as each took the opportunity to briefly caress her inner thigh.The blond dancer finally took notice of Lynn and the offered ten dollars pursed between her red. He shrugged his shoulders and then moved closer to his girlfriend. She was reluctant, but after a few moments of watching the other couple kiss she let him close.For several minutes the car was filled with the smacking sounds of wet kisses, moans and gasps. The windows fogged up. Leanne continued to massage Russ's cock through his jeans and, emboldened, he moved his hands to her softball-sized breasts. She gasped at his touch through her t-shirt and bra.Nathan and Wendy's attention had been.