Maa ke nipple khade ho gaye the ab maine ek nipple ko muh me pakad liya or dusre ko dabane laga to maa ne aankhe band kar li or lambi lambi sanse lene...lagi or mere lund ko pakad kar aage piche karne lagi. Maa boli rekha ko pahli baar kab choda tha to maine bataya jab vo 15 ki thi to maa boli rekha tera lund kaise jhel gayi.Ab mai maa ki jangho ke bich me aa gaya or lund ko chut par rakh maa ke dono boobs ko pakad kar aage dhakelne laga to mera lund dhire dhire chut me samane laga to maa boli. “Look you owe me and quite frankly its all your fault. Just do it, its no big deal.”I pondered all of this. Once again my butterflies were back. I already touched his cock. Doing what he wanted to was not really that much different so I agreed.“Good," Gavin said, “I have some flavored lube in that top drawer, grab it and lets get started.” I did what I was told. I grabbed the lube, it said strawberry on the label.“And take those gloves off, they irritate my cock." Gavin demanded.I was in no. Even if i went to the massage parlor and nothing happened I would still flash the masseuse my junk. Even so I was in need of a good massage as I was sore from working out earlier in the week. So I looked up some amp around my area and found some reviews on a parlor. The review said that it was a legit massage parlor and they made you put on some boxers. I didn't like the idea of having boxers or underwear on when getting a massage, it kind of gave me a sign that they don't want to see your. Slowly she arched her back and pressed against him harder, pushing him deep inside of her. They moaned in unison as their bodies moved together. Their love making culminated and they collapsed into each other’s arms. He held her so close to him she could barely breathe, but she wouldn’t ask for anything less. She lay there until he drifted back off to sleep, then slid out from underneath his limp arm and, careful not to stir him too much, crawled out of bed. She threw on a t-shirt, not.