This time he was hard as a rock. “My massage that good?” I said with a smile. He looked up at me and said, “The thought of you fucking others is...what made me hard.” I pulled the towel off and left him exposed. “You mind if I just leave the towel off?” I asked. He smiled and said he didn’t mind as long as I didn’t mind seeing his cock. “Its pretty, I like the view. Its the best part about this job.” I said. I moved from his chest to his abs and pelvis, then around his hips to his thighs. He. She had no choice, releasing his finger. It moved again, up her slit then back down. She fought the urge to clench her cheeks when it moved back farther, this time running all the way up her crack until it ran over her anus. Why would he want to touch me back there? It felt strange when he touched her anus, spasms in her backside. Luckily it moved back to her pussy, but it returned, his finger wetter, sliding over her anus. This time it didn’t move, circling her anus, his finger pressuring on. His baritone pant continued, along with the squishy sound, and then finally, I heard deep grunts in a voice that was unmistakably Andy’s. He’s squirting semen into her mouth now, I thought. I didn’t know why, but that thought made me really horny.Kayla emerged from Andy’s room, wearing her bathrobe, looking pleased with herself. She saw me almost immediately, and I saw a moment of shock on her face.“What are you doing here?” she said.“I wanted to read this, and I didn’t want to wake up Steve,”. I spent most of my time schmoozing clients and attending board meetings of companies we were involved in, and otherwise just let Jake Junior run the show. Missy, too, since she had really grown into the investment job. In some ways I was even more proud of her than I was of Junior. John began cutting back his time, too, but he was in his 60s and had earned a break.Over Christmas, we took a couple of weeks off and went to Utica and then Hougomont. The difference was that this time, on the way.