"I...uh was going to a costume party," I stammered.She searched me. "Did they take your purse?" she asked. I was sure shewas mocking me."I don't have ... purse," I replied a little sheepishly."Do you have any ID on you?I then realized that I didn't. "Um no I don't." What is you name?" Jack." Where do you live?"I gave her my address but she accused me of giving a fake address. Shenever even heard of the city either. I though that was more then alittle odd."Well Jackie you had better come with me,". ‘I’m sure Tom will have you feeling better in no time,’ she said, putting her hands on Shelley’s shoulders and encouraging her to lean back, even as Tom was placing first one, then the other foot in the foot rests, leaving her with her feet at least 3 feet apart. ‘Just enjoy yourself, let go,’ she whispered into Shelley’s ear, letting her hands slide down the front of Shelley’s chest to cup and then caress her breasts, her fingers finding her rapidly hardening nipples and pinching them as Tom. Then she reached the top of his thighs and all thoughts of anything but sexual excitements, pleasures and experiences were banished from both their minds for a while.His second orgasm, inside her womb, triggered her first climax for some days and she screamed out her excitement at the top of her voice in English, "Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me harder, deeper."Ramzy El-Najjar was intrigued by this, as his experience of women had not included any who had particularly enjoyed sex for its own sake.. Mom: Are you feeling pain?Me: Yes, mom, it’s like I broke my knees.My dick was still semi-erect pointing at her face.Mom: Look at how those evil spirits are trying to hurt you.Me: Mom, please. Stop talking nonsense.Mom: Cool, honey. Wait, I will massage your knees. You will feel comfortable.She walked out of the room and came back with an ointment. She sat beside me and placed a napkin on my hard dick. The napkin is very short, and it became like a tent. She started massaging me with her soft.