"OK, turn over." He said, slapping me on the butt."What, that's OK. My back was more than enough." Nonsense, my massage isn't complete until I do th... front too. Or are younervous about me seeing your dick?" No, its not that.." Oh I see." he said. I could here the understanding in his voice. "Don'tworry. That happens to me every time I get a massage too. In fact ithappens when I give one." He said with a little chuckle."What?" I said lifting up and looking back at him. I could see his. Ronny noticed it right away. She was more eager than ever to put on the kinky fetish outfits he and Rick brought over. One night, he showed up with a thick, black rubber dildo and an ass plug. She nearly ripped them out of his hands and tried to shove both of them up her ass before he even had his pants off. She tried all different kinds of positions to force their cocks deeper into her ass. And she kept begging me to bring Wallace back to beat her. I wasnt much interested in that, having her. I touched and caressed it. I was a bit surprised when I inserted my fingers into her vagina. It was wet . I thought she was dreaming.I thought it was enough and went to the bathroom to masturbate. I left the door open. My undies already wet when I pulled it down. I closed my eyes and started slowly. But when I opened my eyes I was shocked. Mom was standing in front of me. She asked,”Are you going to leave your mommy unsatisfied just like that”, “What..”. She interrupted me and said , “Come. When John ultimately told me to stand up, I was slightly baffled. John now told me to remove all my clothes as he also took off his shirt. John was indeed a lot furrier than his son.“Don’t you think your bedroom would be far more comfortable?” he asked.“Sure,” I answered, totally delighted.Another pleasure soon followed as we stood next to my bed and John embraced and commenced kissing me. Peter had never even hinted at this possibility and as much as I had enjoyed my sessions with him, ‘a.