“It is different for boys, then it is girls. I think for girls it makes you think dirty thoughts. I think them until I cum and then for a while I ca...’t think about anything perverted, but no it doesn’t work all the time, Ma’am. I also take saltpeter,” I admitted.“You put salt on your peter?” George asked with a confused expression.My Aunt explained it was a medicine that helped prevent erections and offered him some. George didn’t want anything to do with it.They also asked which bathroom I. Her hands grabbed hold of my boxers and I felt her tugging them down and before I knew it they were round my ankles and I stepped out of them, my cock was now erect and so close to her face that I felt her kiss the tip as I slowly massaged her back, her hands were still gripping my cheeks and I felt her finger searching the crack for my hole.“Mmm!” she cried softly as her finger found the opening and her lips circled my cock head and as she pushed her finger into my arse the momentum pushed my. She whispered to me that she been wet all afternoon since I called, and couldn’t wait to fuck my lights out. I loved this woman.Brita’s limousine and security detail whisked us into the city, and right to a somewhat rough and tumble fish restaurant down by one of the many waterfronts. During the ride, I was on the phone with Tom Power in Silicon Valley while KC and Brita chatted. Occasionally, Brita would point out some landmark, but sometimes I heard the two of them whispering, no doubt. It was a real arm workout for them. Well I guess that was in the book too because towards the end of the soft massage time there was a knock at the door and the mamasan spoke to Shi Shi in gibberish. Shi Shi came back and said, "You want blow job? You want fucky, I get condom?" I turned over and said, "Blow job please." I had fucked massage girls an other place, but not here so far. As for opting for the blow job, covered blow jobs are usually pointless. So much so that most massage girls won't.