‘ok, l’ll give you a little shoulder rub, unless you want a proper one?’ ‘proper one?’ yeah you know, lie down and l’ll give your back a g...od rub, l’ll get some oil, you take your gown off your shoulders and lie on your front’. Butterflies were churning in my stomach, my mind was whirling around, it’s only a massage, but after the other night, who knew what could happen. ‘o would you, yeah l’d love that.’ He went off and l laid down, taking off my dressing gown and draping it over me from the. .. and...”“And shut the fuck up about Corinne,” I hissed. “Get to the part about Mark!”“Oh yeah, he looks like hammered shit!” he said. “All of his confidence is gone. He looks totally defeated. It’s like he wants to cry but he doesn’t have any tears left. This is worse than the way he got when Ford changed the body style on the Mustang. I don’t think he’s over you yet. You did a number on his heart, Sis.”Hearing that gave me hope. I started smiling. I didn’t give a fuck about anything. If Mark. She began a raunchy assault on his face, wantonly, eagerly rolling her hips into his mouth, her head lolling back and forth with abandon as she became more vocal; he kept up his attack on her pussy, his hands groping and squeezing her breast more urgently as if that alone could make her cum. He smiled as he continued to eat her out hearing her moans catching in her throat when suddenly; she stiffened with an urgent moan. “Hhnnngh!” She cried still half asleep as a powerful orgasm wracked her. Mister Ernie invited us!"The older woman of the group, fiftyish, grinned. "OH, so I finally meet YOU! I'm Beth. Ernie's wife. This is my daughter Sharon and daughter-in-law Bella. I'm too tired to name kids! Ernie and the guys are around back." She grabbed Nikki. "Come on. He'll be okay with the rest of 'em. I've been waiting to talk with you." She was smiling.Nikki looked at me. "You can go off and bond, guy. I'm safe. She's got Mister Ernie pretty well house-broken."Beth laughed. "Oh, good!.