Not moving my hips, I started with routine I’d used when I first started her massage, running my hands up and down her back, rolling her skin betwee... my fingers. This time there were almost no tense muscles. Occasionally when I’d shift my weight to massage different areas of her back, it resulted in me grinding harder into her, moving my cock around inside her. I was really trying not to focus on the incredible feeling of being enveloped within her. She was so hot and so tight I knew I wouldn’t. I glanced back and forth as they chatted. It was hard to tell how Sara felt. We sat down and Sara accepted aglass of wine. She glanced at my plate as she took her first sip and I realizedthat she probably hadn't eaten anything. I insisted that she share mysteak and she gave in after some half-hearted protests.I got her a plate and gave her half of my dinner. Let me tell you, it wasan interesting meal with my husband and my lesbian lover sitting on eitherside of me! What really got. God, I think I loved him.At the end of the night, while I was sucking his cock, Bob said thattoday was the best day in the history of the restaurant, and that withtoday's take, he was officially out of debt. I smiled as he said it,and moments later I smiled again when he pulled out and came all over mybig tits. I was growing to love that.I cleaned myself, but didn't bother to get dressed, since I'd be headinghome."Can you please change me back now, Bob," I said?"I don't think so,. Her skin was completely unblemished, and she had the kind of skin which would tan really easily, which made all the other girls super jealous! Her smile could melt a glacier and with her hazelnut eyes she could get exactly what she wanted from teachers at school with her smile alone. She was fantastic and she was mine.The problem was, that neither of us had much money and our parents were not exactly rich either. I was lucky enough to be able to buy a suit which looked ok ... I mean guys suits.