Even with the stimulating massages Paula gives him every week.Ryan was in bed dreading the arrival of Paula. Last week, in a moment of despair, he had...blurted out everything he was feeling to the masseuse. Now, he was afraid of how she saw him. Will she treat me like a spoiled child? Will it be evident in the way she moves and how she acts? Why did I even open my big mouth? Ryan vowed to himself that if she displayed any of those things, he would have her fired.Paula arrived with a smile and a. . uh getting laid."I smack his shoulder. "It's nothing I haven't said. But I appreciate you being a gentleman." Well," he explained, his voice took on a lofty professorially, "You're what we boys call: 'A Nice Girl.'" Ah, I see." Yes, when in the presence of A Nice Girl, cool guys avoid swearing and assholes swear as much as possible." A Nice Girl" I said, disgustedly. "They probably write that on my tombstone when I die a spinster. Why couldn't I be a member of the "Incredible Hot Babes". He placed his hand on the back of my head and brought his lips to mine. His head turned and our tongue’s met, it lasted just a couple seconds and he pulled away with a trail of saliva following. ‘Yeah, you are going to be just fine.’ He said with a smile. I tried to smile back. ‘Now.’ He said grabbing his cock. ‘Time for a taste.’ He brought it close to my mouth, I opened up and he f***ed in. I gagged a little but it didn’t detour him, and with a hand on the back of my head he held the cock. He seemed to be really turned on by this. She used her free hand to stroke his cock. Her hand was slick from the lube, so his glistening cock glided smoothly in her hand. She wanted to suck it so bad, but she needed to pay attention to his quivering ass. "If he likes this," she thought, "maybe he will let me fuck him." He was dizzy with lust and excitement. Treva was working the vibrator deep into his ass. The head was driving him crazy, and the vibrations were delicious. On top of that, she.