She smiled as she removed her dress. “I like your tits and I’m glad you don’t shave. I hate women that shave their cunts”, she didn’t say an...thing just began the ‘beginning massage’ rubbing his back, working his legs and feeling his balls, just giving them a taste of what she could do so by the time he turned over his cock was already rising to the occasion. She applied oil to his stomach and gradually began to rub, working towards that pulsating cock, she gave it a slight touch then applied. "...Anything else you need from me?" We looked around the room. It was spacious, clean, light and smelled nice, with a large, comfortable looking bed on the window side and a nice, large bathroom. "Well," I said, turning towards her. "That depends on if you want to join us or not."She looked at me hesitantly, not sure what to say. "I... I really don't know... what do you mean?" she stuttered. I let myself fall on the bed, exhausted from the trip, pulling up a leg. From where she was standing,. Don’t want Jen to know you’ve been crying, do we?” No sooner had Veronica returned than another shock confronted her. Turning a warmly smiling face towards her was the woman she had been shadowing the day before and had fantasized about while masturbating. She felt her hard-regained self-possession begin to dissolve again as Angela performed introductions. “Jen, I…I don’t know what to say. I owe you an apology, don’t I?” Jen leaned forward and kissed her. “No, Ronnie,” she murmured, in a. I slept well that nite.For the few following weeks, every weekend he came by...I did the same thing..only by that I got a little bit braver and sucked on his dick. And that was it.But then, something happen.....Vic and I were texting each other one thursday night....we always text each other one in a while. Then suddely Vic text me saying "Dude, I think I want to tell you something :)"I replied what?then came the text that change the course of history....well...not really history,,,lol" I knew.