John just looked at April, his eyes showing fear — not enough to make him bolt from her, but it was still there."John? John what's wrong?" April ask...d him concern evident in her voice.But John didn't answer her, it was Tanya who did. "It's just that Mrs. Wolanaski made him suck on her... down there, and then used me to hold him in place while she... touched... me" Tanya finished slowly."So you're frightened of my pussy?" April asked innocently, her tone making John giggle at the though. "So. Or maybe something with a lot of cleavage…I’d feel guilty that I’m making a perv out of myself when they were being perfectly innocent, but what could I say? It was such a rush to see a friend upload such photos of herself for the first time. But alas, chances are that none of my fantasies would come true anytime soon. With a final grunt and moan, I blew my load into my hand. I washed it off in the bathroom, dressed for bed, shut down the computer, and plopped right down. It was only a few more. I was just a boy working in the storeroom, weighing bags of sugar and such like, unloading the trucks when they came, and still delivering grocery orders on the push-bike when needed. She worked out on the counter taking customers orders and would be back and forth from the front of the shop to the storeroom where I worked. I don't know how old she was but she had grey hairs in her black hair so I guess she was pretty old. I often helped her get whatever she neeeded and would position my. I closed my eyes and tried my best to avert my attention but couldn’t get rid of my erection before my wife turned. She definitely noticed - it was right there for all to see. I braced myself for her screams but nothing came. After a few minutes I opened my eyes and looked across to my wife, she laid there with her eyes closed and seemed so calm. My chest was done and the masseuse moved down to finish on my legs but didn’t make any moves under the towel this time. Our massages came to an end.