Candi looked over at the masseuse. ?Would you prep her for a tail?? Candi asked, ignoring the reporter’s objections. The girl nodded happily... ?Oh, certainly Miss Candi.? The girl leaned forward, eyes focused as a fresh dribble of oil landed on Esme’s ass. Esme gasped as fingers began smoothing the oil into her crack, working deeper and deeper until she felt the masseuse actually penetrate into Esme’s anus, thrusting a finger in deep. ?Esme, dear. You’re eighteen, right??. But now it looked enormous and fully shiny. Lurid thoughts raced through my dirty mind. I wanted to touch it and I wanted to taste it. I was not in a hurry to meet my girlfriends at the local bar.I thought about me on all fours onto the carpet of the bedroom and Samson on my back; his eight inches cock deep buried in my hungry aching cunt... I wanted to feel his warm fur against my smooth skin. "That's enough…” I suddenly said to myself.Then I quickly stood up and went back into the bathroom to. She began to lay back, pulling me with her. I pulled myself up more on the bed and in a few moments I was laying on top of her, practically inhaling my mother in a hard kiss. I cupped her chin in one hand while I moved the other to feel her stomach through the thin fabric of her dress. I moved my hand lower and began to run it up her deliciously smooth thigh. She let out a gasp that was muffled by my hungry mouth devouring hers. I opened her legs a little more with one of mine and pushed my. She was on the desk with her ass at the edge. Her knees pulled back. She was already fully wet and he set his dick on her pussy, "please don't" was the last of her reserve. Which he ignored, he slowly pushed his dick inside holding both thighs with both hands, he encountered resistance and looking in her eyes, he smiled and evil smile that was quickly replaced by a regular smile. She thought she imagined it. She didn't have time to think about it though, even though he was only an inch or two.