“Sure, help yourself. I don’t think I’m going to need it tonight.” “Oh really, why is that?” She asked. “I think my massage client baile... on me.” “So you really are a masseuse! I saw your shirt, but wasn’t sure if it was just a ploy,” She laughed softly. “Shhh, don’t tell anyone, ok?” I said with a wink. I took another look. Her chestnut brown hair fell about her shoulders, shining softly in the dim light of the bar. Her makeup was perfect, but she was truly beautiful. If anything, the way she. During one of these weekend visits aunty asked me to help her son with his math subject as I was doing engineering and I’m pretty good with math. I readily agreed as I could spend more time watching those heavenly assets.Gradually I and Kavya aunty became very good frnds. Sometimes she even sees me looking at her beautiful breasts and would return a smile. But I was afraid of proceeding further as she was one of my mother’s close friends. One day she called me and said I need to come there as. “Are doing this or what?” she asked.“Sure come in, I have a coat rack on the wall.”After stepping through the door, she took off her FBI jacket and hung it up. Once it was on the rack, Mike made his move, grabbing Ashley around her waist then picking her up and tossing her over his shoulder.“I’ve been waiting all day for this,” Ashley excitedly said. “Me too, cupcake.” “That’s your nickname for me?” “Oh yes, my FBI friend. You’re a delicious little cupcake and you’re all mine for the. Then shaking her head she realized that what had been will never be the same again. She loved to have her son fuck her and she loved to suck on that beautiful cock and have it spray her mouth with hot sticky cum.As far as her husband Tom, they also had an awakening of their love life as many times they wound up together during the games. She did notice however, while walking down the hallway this morning she had heard noises from a bedroom and when she peaked in she saw Willie and Tom in the.