But for her to be the one who will massage him, and only her, yes, she will try to learn this skill for him.After her morning tanning and massage, dur...ng which Karen tells her to try to remember everywhere she is touching Emma to relax her as a start, then a quick shower, and dressed in just a shift for now, Emma is back in the massage room.Emma finds herself sitting on a stool next to the massage table as Julie climbs naked on it and lies on her stomach.“Now, Emma, the massage I am going to. I never told her about the condition. I had the sense that she worried I would find out and leave her. Reading up on the Internet, the diagnosis is clear as the day. I even got an opinion from a second psychologist, who quickly narrowed in on it after ten minutes of talking. If it were your garden variety of depression and anxiety, I could have supported her, even had known the pass through that labyrinth. Yet, in her case, all the literature said for loving bystanders to not even attempt to. I couldn’t stand to see her cry so I suggested that we go to the doctors and run a few tests to see if there was something we could do about it. I didn’t realize what would happen if the tests showed that there was actually something wrong…’ I looked at my girls, worried about the next part of the story. ‘The tests showed that your mother had a severe case of tubular blockage, and that she would never be able to have children.’ I said, my quickly spoken words turning into a whisper in the end.. He got inside me and started fucking me hard. Then he folded my legs to my chest and hammered my ass. He came as well inside me.Ali was waiting as well.He turned me around on my stomach. He entered me and laid himself on himself. He was fucking me and hugging my beck. He was kissing my neck and back. He was kissing me vigorously. It was very hot. His kisses were very passionate, and then he started pinching my nipples as well.He came inside me as well. Now I had so much cum inside that my ass.