But what if she was wrong? Could she be imagining that this woman fancied her? The thing was, she had never had a massage before. Was this just the wa... it was supposed to be, not exceptional at all. Helen didn’t think so; but all she knew was she wanted to fuck this juicy bitch. Jane returned to the head of the couch, asking Helen to turn onto her tummy yet again. She massaged her shoulders and back. There seemed to be no routine to this therapy, which made Helen sure it was not a “normal”. She pulled gently at the red curls, stroking her way closer and closer to the mound they covered. Then, slowly and gently, she parted the fleshy folds and ran a finger in the valley between.The red-head put her arms around the brunette and pulled her onto her undulating body, wrapping her thin legs around the younger woman's fuller ones. She pressed her hot wet flesh against Denise's thigh.Denise squirmed around, then sat up, working one of her legs under, the other over, Stephanie's. Then she. “That’s nice David!”“Is that alright Auntie Rose? If you’d rather I didn’t…” she looked at him in mock severity.“Don’t you dare stop!” David smiled uncertainly and continued working between her legs with his fingers. He was very good! Suddenly she felt her orgasm approaching and she started to thrust her hips up at him. She felt his finger slip into her pussy and that sent her over the edge. Rose jerked several times as she came, trying to stifle the noise as David fastened his mouth on to. Men watching, some stroking as I serviced this brute. Hands pulled up my skirt, rubbed my ass and creeped under my panties, it was like several fingers were trying to invade my gurl pussy, all at once. I even felt shots of jizz leak on my butt cheeks. Taking his cue from the shadows, he bent over, sliding his hand around my skirt, under my panties finding my asshole. He rubbed my button, obviously wanting to fuck me. At this time, I was petrified of the bad thing he had in mind for my pussy. He.