Garry was still in me, his cock was still hard but a little softer than what it was before and we were just passionately kissing, something my husband...doesnt do. We laid there for about 10 min before he pulled his cock out of me, I could feel his cum inside me, I squeezed my pussy tight and got up and headed for the bathroom, In the bathroom we have a framed mirror that is just resting up against the wall I grabbed this and jumped into the shower recess, I aim the mirror at an angle so I could. She stood there topless, DDs swaying has she stepped forward, wearing only bikini underwear. He became transfixed on her thick beautiful figure, and tried to calm himself.But the calm did not come. He was an executive in his world and always in charge. He had never felt so vulnerable or exposed. The fact that he was naked and spread eagle before her made him feel totally helpless and that was not something he was accustomed to. While he was wildly attracted to her, even her naked form. I'm getting into the deep massage right now". "Babe, are you okay?" "Yes, porky. Just let her massage you, okay? I'm just really tight in my thighs. He's very sk-skilled" She continued moaning. "Mister, to get better relaxed for you, I need to sit higher on you," my masseuse said. "Um, that's okay," I said. She inched higher on my back and hooked her feet inside my thighs. One hand was pushing down my head and I felt the other briefly lift my penis. Her feet slid down under it. She dropped my. I just stayed there like that for a while as my fingers lightly and slowly caressed her back. she was pushing into me, but being patient, stayed my ground. i looked up at her and asked if that was ok. to which she rammed her tounge down my throat. that was the answer i had been waiting for. we french kissed for ages. while kissing, she stood up and dropped her jeans and wet panties without missing a beat. the smell from her pussy was something to die for and, she had obviously been wet for some.