She moved around to the back of me and I sat there, my massive jugs jutting proudly forward, extending nearly a foot from my chest. They were slightly...pointed and very buoyant for their size, peaked with rosy half-dollar sized nipples. My nipples hardened almost painfully as Lucy put her hands on my shoulders and began to rub.Her skills were undeniable. She massaged my oiled-up neck and shoulders for half an hour, cooing occasionally, asking me if I liked it. I moaned my responses. I was. I do like you. I don't love you. What's different about you is I want to have sex with you again and again. I don't intend to discard you as I have the others; and in that context you're different. And while I'm at it I might as well yell you this: Leslie is also my lover and has been for two months. We planned your seduction... the phone call... the thing at the window... all of it was planned. I owe you an apology for it. It really wasn't fair to play with your emotions that way and I won't. His strong manicured hands dancing in control - squeezing blondie'stight-ass shorts wickedly from behind. "We're not dancing in highschool anymore." Maddy torments as if to scold.Ponytail blondie squirming in the grasp, tall heel sandals checkmatedunder more dominant girly feet. Cute-ass Scorpio boyfriend frozen intosubmission by Maddy's aggressive footsie tactics."The sandal toe crunch." The Fag-Hag explains, "All Freddy's boys learnhow to do it." I never understood at first, still watching. I suspect you’re the type to register dislike by playing badly.”“Not quite. I’d just walk off into a corner and start walking around in a circle. I figure all would soon get the message I’m not interested in participating and replace me with someone who does want to play. You could teach me the rules and I could be a side-line referee for them.”“That’s a thought. I’ll see what I can do. It’s obvious you’re fit and you have your own routine to stay that way. The hard part is fitting you into one.