“I guess not. Her doctor sees her nude.”He shrugged. “If she wants, you can stay in the room with her.”I liked that idea a lot.“Sounds good....Eleven o’clock.”He nodded and I left. Actually, it sounded better than good. I’d love to watch my nude wife get a massage. At five to eleven Roni and I walked into the massage office. The masseur stepped out of the men’s treatment room carrying a rolled up sheet and pillow case. He tossed them into an industrial-sized laundry cart and introduced. Suspicious she tried to open the bottle and had herintuition confirmed when she found she couldn't open the bottle. "PeterNoel!" she swore. Her husband always over tightened lids and caps, and it didn't take longfor her to guess her husband had welched on their compromise. He musthave poured the rest out, Argh! Well, two can play that game. Shethought they might have some more bubble bath downstairs in the basementwhere all the yet to be unpacked boxes were being hidden. As Mary headed for the. I kept feeding her my dick until I felt something like a wall. This is going to hurt for a few seconds. But just relax. I said Julia nodded as I counted to three and pushed forward popping her hymen. She screamed a little and I stopped letting her get used to it. I slowly pushed forward until our hips met. I bent down and kissed her on the lips. Ill go slow…youll enjoy this. I said I started to pump back and fourth slow at first. I closed my eyes and focused on her tight how pussy. It gripped. They seemed to take forever to arrive, and my hand was shaking as I pressed the button for the third floor. The lift doors opened, and I saw the sign telling me the room I wanted was to the right. I knocked on the door, there was no turning back now. He opened it, and stood to one side letting me in. He'd taken off his leather coat and his suit jacket and tie. The shirt looked like silk. He closed the door behind me, motioning me into the room. He undid the cuff-links on his shirt and placed.