....And felt jets of warm liquid coating the back of my throat. I gagged, and threw out the tube in my mouth, and fell to my hands coughing. I spat ou... a load of salty, whitish gunk but had to keep spitting as it stuck to my mouth. Finally, eyes watering, I got the chance to catch a breath."That was a dream come true." Came the boy's voice. I looked up through a cloud of hair to see myself standing above me. I got to my feet carefully as I tottered on my heels and brushed the hair aside tolook. I needed to have a salary, but Russ's position kept me out of most of the labor market. The wife of the president of Brewster Office Equipment could no more work as a secretary than she could work as a cleaning woman."So I needed to teach, so I needed some more courses to allow me to teach grade school in this state. That meant more money going out. And when I needed a car for my student teaching, that was the last straw. I finally financed it on my credit record, since Russ owed everything in. I got up and sat on her right. Slowly I kept my hands on her shoulder and slowly massaging them.Amy: OhMe: Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry.Amy: No, you didn’t hurt me at all. It feels really good.Me: Really?Amy: Yeah, you’re a natural dad.Slowly I moved down. I was not rubbing the sides of her belly.Me: Thanks, honey!I massaging her back fully.Me: How about your legs? Do they hurt?Amy: A little bit. But it’s okay if you don’t want to massage my legs.Me: Oh it’s not a problem hon, I like doing. Anyway. As the session started, I was already naked on the table. My legs as apart as they could be. After massaging my body well, he got to my pussy and slowly rubbed it. And as he spread my pussy lips apart, he inserted his middle finger in. I moaned and he started thrusting his finger in and out. The feeling of Paul fingering me was awesome. The environment, the person and the action affected my sensations and few minutes I was screaming for more. Yes screaming. I was naked, getting fingered.