But what are you going to tell Hayley, she is going to think all the wrong things if you say we are going in there for a massage." Yes probably, but s...e can just think them, as I want to see what it is like." She turned to Hayley, who was looking a bit awkward with Phil trying to get real close. "Dave has learned to give real massages and I have asked him if he will massage my back. Will you be OK out here?"Hayley nodded, I had the feeling she was getting a bit annoyed with Phil, I think he. With his who-gives-a-shit attitude I doubt he'd have wanted to be involved even if Mr. Nordstrom had asked. Not that there'd been much chance of that!Speaking of our instructor..."Good afternoon, everybody. We'll keep this session short, just a quick introduction and some time for you to ask questions."As you know, the purpose of this project is to document some of the Institute's lesser-known pieces in a catalog that will be published and available for purchase in the gift shop. We'll be. We accepted them and ate them.I could tell Jesse was, to use an entirely apt phrase, in heaven. He’d been waiting for this day for years, and it had finally arrived. Nicholas had managed to stay awake, but I could tell he was teetering on the edge of simply falling asleep on his feet. As soon as the service ended, I scooped him up and he fell asleep on my shoulder.We stayed for the usual party at the restaurant down the street, and arrived home just before 6:00am. We put the boys down to sleep. My brown cock headshowed above the waistband. “My black stallion she moaned, taking it inher mouth. Her head bobbed up and down and I buried my hands in herhair. I felt myself about to come and she writhed in passion. I cameand she licked the white cream and smiled. “I’ve been wanting to dothat since I hired you.” She looked unsatiated, I kissed her tasting my own sperm onher. “Stuff my stocking, Santa?” She asked coyly holding up a condom.She slipped it on.