She asked me to come down and massage her shoulders for her. I got down on my knees, straddled her waist and bent forward to massage her shoulders. I ...ad both hands working on both shoulders and as I watched, she had her eyes closed and was enjoying my attempts to relieve her discomfort. My eyes roamed down to her perfect complexion of her face, her pert little nose, her sensuous mouth, and realized that she had no makeup on at all. Usually, she looked a little over made up when she was with. She wasn’t sure if she was relieved or disappointed by that. Her first orgasm. She had so many questions, and though she felt shy broaching the subject, who better than the man who’d elicited such a strong passionate response from her body with only his voice to answer her queries? Surprisingly, Gabriel’s grandmother’s house was just a few blocks from where she was. Just like Gabriel had said, the driveway was filled with cars. Anna Maria had frowned at Abigail’s tiny Beetle and insisted they. She was bent slightly at the waist as she looked for the wine bottle. The black dress hugged her hips and derriere and her shapely legs in the fishnet tights was tantalizing, as was the polished gleam of her black leather high heels on our smooth white kitchen tiles.I found two wine glasses in a cupboard to interrupt me from staring at Mom's body. She poured two full glasses of white wine into our glasses. We clinked a toast. "Here's to showbiz." she giggled. "And here's to the real star of the. I watched as the forceful jet splattered over her erect boobs, pinching her tits under its strength and then dribbling down towards her belly and thighs and before mixing into the water in the tub.Finally, she guided it towards her cunt; the golden colored jet hit across the soft fold of her delicate pussy lips, forcing them to open up under the impact. She let the yellow liquid deluge her cunt, before disappearing into the water below her. At last, the shooting stopped. Mom pulled back my cock.