I was left alone momentarily before another lady entered the room and explained that Beth my masseuse was not available! But she had selected another ...asseuse in her place, a girl she thought I would love.Beth had left me a message and had apologised for any inconvenience, but she had a domestic problem and hoped I liked her replacement.I was shown into my massage room and told to strip and lay face down on the table and my masseuse would join me in two minutes. I did as requested and had. My cheeks turned red when I finally realized she had asked if I was having one of my fantasiesthey knew about my overpowering daydreams, though they had yet to learn they were the stars of quite a few. It took a while, but I eventually opted for a truthful answer. I nodded. Enough fantasizing, said Lexi. Sexxi nodded in agreement. Its time for the truth. I sighed. I could have come up with a relatively plausible excuse for not letting them read my kinky tales, but I was tired of all the lies.. Evan began to fuck faster now, his balls not touching but slapping against her clit as he thrust into her. Anyone sober in the house could not have helped now be awoken by the noises coming from them. And Jacqui quickly wondered if her husband would now be dreaming of fucking her himself in his drunken stupor. Jacqui felt her orgasm building, she knew it would be intense. Dont stop, you prick. Dont stop fucking me&hellip,make me cum she moaned between breaths. Evan didnt stop, Jacqui had never. Philip pulled on a fresh pair of white boxers and waited full ten minutes before entering the bedroom.His beautiful daughter stood at the foot end of the bed in a white long petticoat tied low at her waist just above the flare of her hips and a loose white blouse, a traditional rural formal Bajan dress but on his daughter the effect was breathtaking.The blouse was loose but did nothing to hide the heavy, large braless breasts drooping a little under their weight and pull of the gravity.The low.