My hands worked down her back to the base of her spine. Most massage ends there, which is a huge pity. One of the tensest places, on most people's bod...es, is the ass, technically gluteus maximus. I was soon rolling one half of Sheila's incredible ass with both hands. Perhaps I expected a reaction to the liberty, but all I received for my effort was a contented sigh. After working both sides til my hands were tired, I slipped one hand between her legs.That earned me, "Finally. What took you so. " She smiled over her shoulder. "Sure don't want Carlita thinking I'm not holding up my end of the house." Carlita knows we all pull our weight around here." Yeah, so weigh your butt in that chair. I got this."I did as told, kicking the recliner back to a relaxing angle while Brindy made noises in the kitchen. Presently she was back."DO you want company?" Always."She cuddled up on me. It's easy for me to wrap my arms around her. She feels good here. I close my eyes to savor ... a flood of. That was until she lent a hand (and mouth) to get it fully up. She swears she doesn't remember that when I brought it up once but I often find myself wanking to that memory but mentally changing the ending to us fucking or me cumming in her mouth rather than the truth of her admitting I was right then half stumbling back to the bar leaving me to tuck myself away and spend the rest of the night hiding my now unsatisfied erection."Morning Jazz." Sophie is the kind of girl with infinite energy and. " Marylou eagerly led the way to the living room where the already opened wedding gifts were piled atop each table as though they were luxury items on display in a small department store. Other gifts -- unopened -- were stacked on the floor. Marylou picked up one and shook it. "Try this one -- from the Wilsons."It was impossible not to laugh at the girl: she was as excited as a four year old under a Christmas tree. Sue cautiously unwrapped the gift, taking care not to ruin the white satin.