Of course, I said sure.We all piled into my car, and Julie started telling me where to go and where to turn. I had no idea where she lived, and was qu...te surprised when we got into a pretty high-class area. She finally pointed to a driveway and told me to pull in there. I couldn't believe that house. It was a two-story mansion, not simply a house for people to live in. Julie said her parents were gone for the weekend, and invited all of us in. The house was as big on the inside as it looked. Her husband took a warning tone. “Dear.”“What, they should be! Splishy sploshy things have to happen for me to have great grandbabies.”A red faced Sylvia, “They are finishing school first.” I was chewing and pondering the turn of phrase ‘splishy sploshy.’“Then they should be practicing. Abstinence does not improve fertility. Things will back up and stop working. Robert is already old enough for sperm to be dying in him, he needs to keep things healthy. A man doesn’t keep that working and blood. Marion suspected that he would sustain a rupture before he could get his cock to rise in such a truss. She also suspected that the sheriff had enjoyed man-handling Willum’s penis.Meanwhile, Lord Joffre’s hands were playing havoc with Marion’s senses. Every place that he touched became an erogenous zone; every way that he touched her, prodded her, squeezed her, pinched her, caused her fires to grow stronger. Her womanhood was now awash in her juices; they flowed freely down her legs. Lord Joffre. I was very aware of my erection as I too removed my robe and lay carefully face down on the table. My cock and balls felt slightly crushed underneath me and it took me a little while to relax.As soon as I'd settled I felt a towel being draped across my backside. I felt like a little dignity was restored. Guy then started to work on my shoulders and I quickly felt myself drifting again. I suppose I might have preferred a female masseuse but Guy certainly knew what he was doing and I felt knots.