She spent the entire time watching Cynthia and picturing what her face must have looked like when she walked into the bathroom and found Ava in the sh...wer. Cynthia looked so tense and composed, every muscle taut, every strand of hair perfectly in place. Nonetheless, you could see that there was an innocence to her. She could see the appeal for Ava, there is something very erotic about that blend of soft and vulnerable laced together with buttoned up and controlled. Helena wandered around the. An idea came in my mind while promoting my gigolo service why shouldn’t I promote myself as a massage guy. It’s easy and every female can approach me without any hesitation.So I printed my promotion posters and pasted all over Delhi as contact for massage hotel or room and my mail id and my number. And second day I received near 50 calls from female for massage. I was like wow. And visited Two Women in one day and some also asked me for a gigolo service but this story is about my massage. She told me how she had been starting to become sexually attracted to her son and she knew this was against all the things that she had been taught. So, she would log on to try to find young guys to help make her forget about him, but she would always seem to gravitate only to the younger ones who reminded her of him. She realized this was becoming an obsession yet she could not help herself. The thought of fucking her own son made her hot and wet. She would spend many hours alone and. "Now why dont you lift your skirtfor me so I can see which underwear you have chosen?" At this I walked upto him and slowly raised my skirt - I felt realyhumiliated standing there showning my nylon covered legs with my silkythong underneath."Turn around please Sarah."As I did I felt his hands on my bottom then they slowly ran down my legsand back up again - it sent a shiver up my spine."Now why dont you come and sit next to me?" I re-arranged my skirt and sat on the sofa next to John.We sat and.