What the hell was I supposed to do? I was sure they were in the shower together. My mind swirled in a stream of anger, dread and bewilderment. I was f...ozen, incapable of determining my next step. In that moment, I decided I had to know for sure. I gingerly stepped closer to the bathroom door, sticking my hand out to twist the knob. At that moment, I heard the front door open. I stood still. Footsteps traversed the downstairs floor and after a few seconds the TV volume turned back on. Mike was. Now her right hand, with the vegetable bag, was on my right thigh just inches away from my bulged cock. I was surprised to know that why her hand is on my thigh? If she wanted, she could have held it back so as to avoid touching my thigh.I also acted as if nothing happened and kept a watch on the feeling of her hand on my thigh. I could feel that her hand was slowly moving towards my cock. Within short time it touched side of my erect member and kept it there for some time, may be to see my. I'm ready for you again bitch, bend over the massage table and spread your ass checks.I did and John entered my pussy pulling my head back by my french braid.I could her the slap, slap, slap sound of his body hitting my ass, his thick cock filling my pussy.Just as the time bell rang John pulled out of my pussy and came a bit on my ass crack.Sorry Anita times up and I'm out of cum. I hope you enjoyed your massage.I did John, thanks.I went to grab my towel and John pulled it from my hand.Sorry. He had had agood talk with his son and had gotten the boy to finally admit that he and his friendSeth Roberts had been fooling around with young Jenny Phillips ... the only thingthat troubled Ronnie was that Peter swore that the girl's sweater was down when hissister-in-law had entered the room ... which meant only one thing ... that Marilyn hadbeen watching at the door!It wasn't easy for Ronnie Goodge to bring up his young son alone, his wife had lefthim when the boy was only three years old.