"I'll also loosen up a bit," I told her as I removed my shirt and pants. I was now sitting in underwear, with my mom next to me in a negligee of a gow..., with both her melons staring at my face. "Can you please massage my legs a bit, especially my thighs as it has been a tiring day." She said looking at me with a motherly smile. Without waiting for a reply she spread her legs a little. "If you want to be massaged, you'll have to do it my way." I told her. "It's fine with me" she answered, her. Let's go torment slave some more!"Leah and Nikki sit down on the sofa. Leah lights a cigarette and takes a puff. She kisses Gilbert as she exhales. Nikki tickles his rigid cock with her fingernails while Leah smokes and kisses him. Leah and Nikki take turns smoke kissing him while the other tickles his stiff cock with her fingernails.After Nikki puts out her third cigarette, Leah takes the ashtray from Gilbert's hands. She unties his ankles and commands, "Clean up."Gilbert gets up and cleans. "As Brenda got the cucumber ready, Beth sucked on two of her fingers and roughly inserted them into Brenda's pussy. Brenda grimaced as Beth turned and pushed the fingers around. When she was satisfied with her efforts, Beth instructed her mother to "slide that huge fucker up your nasty snatch".We both watched as the cucumber slowly pumped its way deeper and deeper into Brenda's pussy. With lots of heavy breathing and sweat, the cucumber managed to find itself completely submerged inside that. Live was good.Over time his money was getting low and he had to economize. He noticed that each Monday the restaurant had a special of what looked like dumplings. He asked the owner, who was the cook/waiter what they were and the cook said“these are the fried bulls testicles from the bull fights held over the weekend”This put him off but money was getting tight and finally one Monday he decided to order them. When the plate came he looked and the fried balls were much smaller than usual. He.