She knew right away that Trap wanted her to follow him down the stairs, so she did."I take it someone wants to take a look at me?" Linda said aloud, t...ough she giggled to herself, as it was just silly to be checked out by wolves.Trap nodded his head."Should I be on my knees or sitting on the ground?"Trap wasn't sure which would be better so he just scrunched his shoulders."You don't know. Ok, I think closer to the ground would be better," Linda replied, then sat down next to Trap in front of a. “There, see? Just let Mom do her thing.”So I lay there surrounded by the smell of coconut whileshe worked on me. Groaning once in a while when sheencountered a particularly knotty muscle group. After awhile, I had to admit that I was feeling an awful lotbetter. I was totally relaxed ‘ except for my raginghard-on. I willed it to go down, but to no avail. The thought ofbeing on naked display to Beth’s beautiful mother, withher hands all over me, was exciting. And every. I much prefer the South of France in September, once the summer crowds have returned home and the local beaches recover their quiet nature. Lucky for me, I had called a friend a few days earlier to discuss my emotional burdens when he kindly offered his house while away on a business trip. I jumped on the offer, leaving work and girlfriend back in Paris for a week. The beach was only about 15 miles away and I thought it would be a great opportunity to exercise, take a bit of sun and think about. “Sorry needed some air,” she said with an innocent smile as she declined his offer of a cigarette “You don’t smoke? I don’t believe there is a good girl hiding under there!” he exclaimed playfully. “You’re hardly an angel kissing a random girl on the dancefloor” she replies with a cute smile, shivering slightly in the cold crisp air. “Well she kissed me back so I guess they’re both bad inside,” he says, not hiding the fact that he is very shamelessly checking her out. “She did but then she felt.