Thanks!" Monte shot another quizzical look at me and then rode his bike toward the street."You really want to ride home with me?" Judy said."That's wh... I rode my bike today. It wasn't a bad ride, though. I miss riding since I gave up my paper route." Why'd you give it up?" Judy asked."I ... uh ... got hurt last spring and my girlfriend took it over. She really loved the paper route, so I let her have it." Girlfriend? Is that why I couldn't be your girlfriend?" Judy teased."Judy. You know why. Once that happens though, you may be right."That happened a number of years ago. My wife and I discussed the massage in the kitchen a few times. She told me she was very upset, mostly because he just started to massage her in an intimate way without even asking her if it was all right to touch her. I reminded her that he had asked her how it felt for her when he started to rub her back and she had said it felt good.Her reply was, "When he started it was nice but then he became too. She sucked and swirled her mouth around in awesome, incredible circles caressing my cock."Oh Sudha," I moaned.Suddenly Sudha eased the rest of my cock into her mouth.Then Sudha started the deep suck. I had never ever felt like this before. Her mouth, her throat was massaging the head of my cock and milking it."OH SUDHA, IT IS FANTASTIC," I gasped.Although I had cum not too long back I felt my balls tightening. My cock became bigger and harder."OH SUDHA, I AM ABOUT TO CUM," I warned her.She. . she was large, not fat, not pudgy, just really large, but with smooth, unwrinkled skin, and no sags. She had the breasts of a large girl — they might have been pretty had she been smaller, but they kind of lay weirdly, and were pushed out by the layer of fat under them. Cherie had a high opinion of herself indeed.Her older sister was in college, and engaged. She was spending the day off by herself, wrapped in her own amusements, ignoring the party.Our host, Chuck Senior, and his wife were.