She wasn't especially attractive. A bit dumpy, in her 30's, with shoulder-length black hair. She was wearing blue jeans and a red t-shirt, She invited...me into her cluttered living room. I sat on the couch, and she at a table with a computer. We made small talk for a few minutes, then, gesturing with my hands, offered the massage. Dierdre smiled and said I thought you'd never ask. I stood behind her, and gently massaged her shoulders and neck. After several minutes, I 'accidentally' slipped my. "Well, it is, sort of," I said. "Here, when men and women marry, it's traditional for the woman to take the man's surname. At least in this country. It actually varies throughout our world." What is marry?" Terry asked."Michael!" Julie scolded this time. I didn't realize my name could be said with so many different meanings."This conversation is getting way-y-y out of hand," I thought to myself."You've got THAT right, buster!" Jenny added."Terry, I'd like you to meet two of my females," I told. The thick bass of the music seemed focused between her legs, making her clit pulse in time. She had to remind herself to breath as their eyes locked from across the room. Already, her pussy soaked her barely there panties, anticipation wrapping its arms around her and teasing her intimately. J moved across the room in a trance like state, licking her lips nervously, wondering if once again she’d end driving home frustrated and making herself cum on the living room floor or… The red headed. His shaking hand moved to her breast, unsure of whether to continue. Im all yours baby she whispered and nibbled his ear. He squeezed her breast and licked her neck, enjoying himself. When they had finished with foreplay, she got out her fuzzy handcuffs, and he locked her to the bed, with her ass in the air. Fuck me like Im my daughter if it helps she suggested with a grin. It made her wet just thinking of her daughter being taken by this handsome young thing. He didnt need this suggestion, and.