I eased her jodhpurs off her waist and slid them down her legs then ran my hand over her knickers, feeling her pussy hair escaping from the side. Gent...y I slipped my hand inside the waist of her knickers and I felt her bushy pussy. Gran now had my cock out the slit of my boxers, gently massaging it in the palm of her hand as my pre cum lubricating my throbbing cock end.My finger found her lips all warm and moist and gran let out a moan, I felt her clit all hard and enlarged, very different to. I am still overwhelmed that she wanted to sit beside me.Then after all the sex stuff she had been leading me through in her flat I would have done anything she asked me to do—I owed her that. But putting my mouth on her “twat,” as she called it, all covered with my slimy jizz ... JEEZ O MAN, I think I might have thrown up.Thinking about it in her flat that day after we had fucked the first time, before she came back from the bathroom, I still had some residue of jizz on my pecker which I. It was the masseuse.My friend Alexa told me about the masseuse. It was during one of our Friday night pub get-togethers we had, when we had the chance. We would meet, have drinks, talk about our dating lives, work, family and other random things friends share. Last week when we got together, we had already been two or three drinks in when she asked me “Sooo... anything going on between the sheets these days?”“No,” I replied, “Things have been slow in that department lately. Just been busy with. I said, “Wow, it’s beautiful.”Tom said, “Not as beautiful as you,” and kissed me.Me: I really had a good time with you on Friday evening.Tom: Me too.And he again kissed me and said, “Just have a seat. I’ll get some drinks.”I was sitting on the couch, and someone came in and said good afternoon. I turned towards him, and it was not Tom.Me: I’m sorry. Tom didn’t tell me other people were living in the house.“Oh, that’s ok, he doesn’t say that to anyone. BTW my name is Daniel. I’m Tom’s housemate..