"That’s what I thought," was all she said before turning her attention back to the shrimp. She could see my eyes light up from across the room. I gr...nned, "Oh, you are a shitty devil, aren’t you!" I shook my head in grateful disbelief and sidled up behind her. She had her hair back in a yellow scrunchy, and was wearing a pair of rusty-colored dangling earrings that I had gotten her in Zimbabwe on one of my student recruitment trips. Clad only in a soft yellow tank that was cut short to show off. "Wow Eric. Nice job. You've been working out?"I closed my eyes and sighed. "Just a little I guess." After that I simply relaxed and didn't feel like saying anything.And neither did Patricia. Her massage techniques were masterful. The time passed quietly, Patricia occasionally humming songs as she worked. I felt her hands slowly work their magic, kneading and relaxing the muscles in my back and upper arms. It felt absolutely delightful. I began to drift, acutely aware of how wonderful her hands. I began to reach my hands up to pull her towards me and started licking her pussy. She had a distinct, yet sexy aroma to her pussy and it made me even hornier. I licked up from her clit towards her ass with my hands slowly massaging her butt cheeks while she slowly slurped up and down on my dick. "Mom, that's amazing!" I shouted. She obviously didn't want me to stop because she sat up, forcing her pussy onto my face. I began to lick ferociously and from this position I was able to reach my. ”The red-faced birder turned to make a discreet exit bit the girl merely giggled. “Don’t go,” she said, rising to a crouching position. “I could use some company.” Really, miss …” Pudsdale stammered, but by this point the gorgeous nude was already tugging down the zipper of his pants and clutched his cock in her small white hand. Pudsdale dropped his camera and let out a grunt of surprise and delight as she brought her moist lips to the swollen head of his penis and began kissing it, moving her.