Perhaps truly, our great sacrifice is to become the Peace-Weaver between the Gods and the race of Men."There was really nothing more to say. We had bo...h made our decision and our will to succeed was now implacable.We set our packs into some sort of final order and Elessa, whose scribe hand was much clearer than mine, left an all too brief account of our names and the Doom that brought us here so that someday perhaps one of our peoples could know whom to hoist a tankard in remembrance to in. When I was really lucky on some occasions, she must have cum just prior to myself getting home from work, and her sticky cum was just that....fresh, sweet and sticky!Loved sniffing and licking those!The next stage was then putting in a hidden cam in the living room where I caught her 'clothed masturbation' times.....sometimes her hand down and inside her trousers / jeans, so couldn't see too uch, but the knuckle shuffling was still hot!Other times, her jeans / trousers were slipped down to her. If you follow me we'll join the other couples and board the plane to the island." She said.Vicky held her son's hand as they followed Monique down a small terminal."So what does BSTC stand for?" Todd asked."You're trusting me on this one, remember?" She smiled."Yeah, I guess so." He said. As they boarded the small plane a middle-aged woman stood up and came towards them."Vicky!" She exclaimed."Hey!" Vicky said excitedly as they both hugged. "Sweetie, you remember Michelle, our old neighbor?". “But I don’t know a good masseuse.”“Lucky you,” Angie shot back, "I used to be a licensed massage therapist.”“No way!” Joy shot back. “Are you serious?”“Yes,” Angie replied. “I can give you a massage right now.”Joy was ecstatic.“I’ll tell you what,” Angie said, “I'll run next door and get my lotions. Why don’t you take a hot shower and get ready? I know exactly what you need! We can do this on your bed.”I listened as Angie departed through the patio door and Joy sauntered off to the master.