's contribution to the conversation."You just did." I replied.F.J. still stood over her pussy. semi-hard and still dribbling their combined cum down o...to Sharon's shaved mound. I didn't know old F.J. had that kind of staying power. He grabbed Sharon's two hands and pulled her up to a sitting position in front of him, her generous mounds swinging into full presentation as if for full inspection.She gathered herself up onto her knees as he commanded her, "Suck me off and clean it up, we gotta get. I immediately felt my cock swelling at this sight and, excusing myself, dashed to the bathroom in order to relieve this tension.Once there, as I lowered my trousers to reach for my cock, I noticed something soft and silky that had been discarded on the floor. It was a dark blue full slip. With trembling hands and with my cock rigid with desire I picked up the beautiful garment and held it to my face. It smelt of Auntie's musky perfume and, beginning to lose any inhibitions, I started to wank. I undressed quickly and was laid naked on the table when he returned from the kitchen.He then started the massage and slowly paid attention to my neck arms and back, I was feeling very relaxed by now and was enjoying both the firm strokes and more gentle touches. A moved down my body and massaged my thighs and legs before moving to my buttocks and firmly massaging them with some more oil, as his fingers very lightly touched my bum crack I felt a tingle of excitement and my cock started to. Well and me, a bit, I suppose. Katya was just as bossyabout food; even though I was losing weight steadily, dropping it off at acouple of pounds every week. She had me keep a food diary (well, actually itgot to be one of Branca?s tasks). ?Eat when you are hungry, not when the clocksays so. Eat a little, often rather than a lot with big gaps between,? shesaid. ?Don?t eat out of boredom, find something else to do instead. Don?t buryyour emotions in food, deal with problems some other way.? She.