We were approaching our exit and mom was close to cumming."Julie, why don't you rub her clit and play with her tits so these nice men can see her cum ...efore we have to get off," I said."I thought you'd never ask," she replied, kissing mom as her hand finds her clit and begins to rub it furiously. Within seconds mom was thrashing about in orgasm and I hit the gas so all the truckers could see her writhe in orgasm.( ¥ ) ( ¥ ) ( ¥ )We pulled up at the airport departure drop off, having put the. There was an another of our awkward pauses that gripped the room, I had an idea of where this might be going. She finally continued from where she had left off. “Brian, you’re my closest male friend, I have loved you for a long time. I want my first time making love to be with you, someone I trust completely. I am on birth control, I have been for a long time. So, I guess what I am asking is, will you sleep with me tonight ?”, she finished, her voice trailing off. “Wow Court, I …. Uh …. Don’t. I smiled up at her and lowered my face for a second long, slow lick of her drippy folds. She began to pant, not knowing what to do. Her chest lifted and collapsed as my tongue opened her folds and I explored her still smoldering cunt. I’m sure that she figured that I would know why she was so wet….and know for sure... and any moment now. I, on the other hand, wondered if he had used a condom to fuck my wife, but then again, his Latino roots probably discouraged that. She seemed to almost. She only worked at the Spa because she wanted to, not because she needed to. James was an excellent provider. Ali enjoyed keeping busy and enjoyed the comradery of the work place and networking with her female clients. As a rule, she declined male clients unless under exceptional circumstances. Ali had discovered long ago that, with her physical appeal, virtually all of men she gave massages to would become excessively aroused by her proximity and expert hands. It was bad enough that most of.