I continued watching as she arranged towels and lotion, then she lit a cigarette. I was thrilled as I have always had a smoking fetish and would be a...le to watch her smoking. She took a long drag on the cigarette and put it in an ashtray, then tilted her head back and exhaled a long stream of smoke. Pouring some oil on my back she proceeded to give me a very professional massage. My cock was now becoming very hard as I enjoyed the feel of her soft hands caressing me. She took another drag. H e positions himself at my hot wet pussy open and waiting for him as he lays me on my back on the table he pushes my nightgown up and over my head and throws it to the other side of the room “Mmmmm oh fuck baby you are amazing” in one strong move he pushes himself into my pussy “your so hot and wet and tight I want to fuck you all the time” he steps back with me still surrounding his cock and pulls me down so my ass is off the table the only thing holding me up in the air is his cock which is. "You're sure?" I'm sure." Thirty-five seconds!"Grinning from ear to ear, he said, "Put your hands on my hips."When I complied, he cupped my chin in his fingers and raised my face so I was looking up at him. He then said, "Now, close your eyes and pretend like we're sitting out under the stars down at the lake." Forty-five seconds!"When his lips brushed against mine and I went to the moon, I didn't care where the kiss was taking place."Oh, Mandy," he whispered. "I adore the ground you walk on.". But by the smirk on Michael's face, she knew he knew better.Michael hopped off the bike. "Right this way, Mrs. Blackman." He said with charm, hold out an elbow, which she linked with."Too right, Mr. Davidson."The house wasn't the worst place Michael had ever seen. But, compared to where he was living at the moment, it was a dump. But in all actuallity, it looked like it just needed a fresh coat of paint. The lawn looked well cared for and there were flower beds on either side of the side walk..