The husband assured them that she is good at massage and the guests had to accept it. The men lie down on their chests and she started to rub their ba...k, waist and arms and shoulders. She realized that the guests like the massage. As a classic housewife, she had to show her all hospitality to her guests. She could make her husband be proud herself in this way. She gave them a very detailed massage. Although it was so hard to stroke all thick arms, large shoulders and bubble bums and deep. Can we spell P-R-I-N-C-E? And this one never had to do any frog time.Julian sure could as his mind shot back to the elegance of his mother'srecent wedding and the beautiful dress she wore.Jock took the other seat and wrapped his right arm about Julian, pullingthe sissy into his shoulder. Unlike Auntie Jane, the only speed recordhe broke returning to the main camp one was for slowness. For his part,Julian wished that the drive would never end as he nestled againstJock's broad chest. Placing his. So much of my new flesh was exposed and I started tonotice glances and how male eyes traced my figure as I walked. Somelingered on my long legs, others on my chest. One actually looked me inthe eye but then blushed and looked away. I pressed the elevator buttonfor the publishing firm. It was on the tenth floor. I wasn't really surewhat the other floors had, other than knowing there was a law firm on thefifteenth floor and a start up tech company on the fifth.Davis and I had invested some money. I laid there quiet listening for the source. I heard another soft moan, only this time is was more intense. I quietly got out of bed and made my way silently down the hallway following the sounds of the erotic moans now. I stopped dead in my tracks when I reached the door to the spare bedroom. It was still cracked open so I peeked through.My cock sprung to complete attention as I saw Hailee laid back on the bed, her legs bent up and spread wide, my Emily positioned between her legs, ass in.