An old jolly stager, who kept it, and understood life perfectly well, breakfasted with us, and leering archly at me, gave us both joy, and said, “we...were well paired, i’ faith! that a great many gentlemen and ladies used his house, but he had never seen a handsomer couple... he was sure I was a fresh piece... I looked so country, so innocent! well my spouse was a lucky man!...” all which, common landlord’s cant, not only pleased and soothed me, but helped to diver my confusion at being with my. This only fuel my growing lust and felt my cock stirring in anticipation. I pushed aside these thoughts as Jessica got on the other side of the bed, I said to her "now don't be taking all the covers" as to show discouragement why she had to sleep in my bed. Jessica fell asleep quickly but I was in turmoil but I manage the will power to overcome those nasty sexual thoughts and eventually fell asleep. I became semi-conscious in a couple of hours, my hard 7 inches cock was at its extended length. Soft lights gave a certain golden hue to the room; if I live to be 100 that picture will still be etched in my mind. Two lovely women, one on each side of a king size bed, almost in silhouette, breasts hanging free and just a shadow for their pubic hair, maybe a Vermeer or a Courbet could have done it justice, as it was; I have and cherish the memory.Trudi continued to lead the way for my mother, "Come on Doris, we'll take the center, that way the boys can run and fetch for us." By the time I. She was topless for her sessions but wore bikini pants and he always placed covering towels over the bits of her that he wasn’t massaging. He massaged close to her pussy but always remained outside the no-go zone denoted by her panties. Nonetheless she had sometimes got a little hot during his massages. She knew he’d noticed this but he’d never said anything. This Thursday afternoon, however, when he greeted her at the door he said, “You’re my last appointment today.” And he smiled at her..