Fran Carlson, I’m the LAST person to be in a position to complain!”“Thank you!” Fran exclaimed.“Mike,” Sandy said, “I should have asked,...but are you going to try to go to church in Europe?”“Maybe in Athens or London,” I replied. “It’ll depend on the timing. Paris is also possible, because there’s an émigré community there. But I don’t want to take away time that the six of us are planning to spend together sightseeing and enjoying ourselves.”“I don’t think anyone would object to you taking a. I love it, my ass cheeks massaged and special go deeper in it. Suddenly he stood up and said spread your legs gone massage them. I spread my legs and he came to sit in between them. He started at my feet and went up massaging my legs up to myknees. He did them both, then he started to massage the upper part and that I like, wondering what he gone do. First he massaged with a lot of oil the upper part, but then went on to massage the inside of my legs up to my scrotum andslowly he went up to. ”She went on. ‘You’re a beautiful dancer. You have exceptional grace, and a wonderful body. And I felt that way before today when all my expectations were confirmed.”We both laughed over the joke. I confessed my admiration for her, but how I never acted on it as I feared complicating my dancing life.“We’re both mature adults,” she said. “I’ve always stayed friends with all my ex boyfriends. Just because dating doesn’t work out, doesn’t mean people should be mean to each other.”She reached. “Nothing-I’m just…I just…” I didn’t know what to say. Nothing could explain it in a way that made it okay. I just wanted to cum so badly. “Is that my butt plug up your ass?” She said in a tone that confused me. “Well…uh… yeah, I mean, yes it is.” I stammered. “You’re just a little GAY BOY aren’t you, cousin?” She taunted. I was turned on and humiliated at the same time. “Lay back and let me help you cousin” She said. “That is, if you even like girls?” I laid my head back on the bed, not.