Little by little, you felt me relax. For a moment, you thought I'd fallen asleep.You kissed my shoulder, touching it softly. "Baby, don't fall asleep ...et. I want you to turn over."I moaned, "Awwwww, spoil-sport." I turned over with your help, yelping with pain.The first thing you did was kiss me passionately. You smirked, and laughed devilishly, "Your massage will commence soon. However, you might not relax every muscle." You did my face, neck, and chest.I purred. This massage was turning me. He then made his own suggestion, unfortunately the very thing I was going to propose myself. 'What about press and magazine cuttings?' he said. The Rocking Boulders' more notorious escapades were widely reported in the papers.''Oh yes, ' Jeremy agreed. 'Good thinking. You have to watch out though, some of the stories may not be reliable. And ploughing through news reports can take forever. I remember once, before you joined us Ben ... He rambled on and on about a customer who came into the shop. He grabbed a clump of hair and pulled it in front of his face.It was a fair brown color and incredibly silky to touch. He stroked itfor a while. Then looked down at his body, he was wearing a very short-sleeved top, which hugged his body. It showed two ample breastssticking out of his chest. Steve had a sharp intake of breath, whichonly made his chest jump. He could feel the weight of two breasts onhis chest. He moved his hands up to them and could definitely feeltheir weight and perfect. From my vantagepoint I could see Mike's cock moving in and out of her pussy in a steady rhythm. I watched, as he would push in till his balls would slap her belly then pull out of her pussy till just the tip remained inside. I was aware that she had cum several times already as globs of cum were gathering around Mike's cock and running down the inside of her legs wetting the bed at her knees. I suppose it could be said that he was really putting the meat to her. While watching this real life.