. I didn't know what to say! I laughed and said it's not my fault you have great legs on show Chris ..... I kept looking at her legs as I was talking,...and suddenly the atmosphere seemed different, we were looking at each other in that sexual sort of way ...... It went quiet and suddenly she uncrossed her legs and gave me a clear view of her black knickers, she appeared to keep her legs open deliberately. We looked at each other and I was sure something was going to happen there and then. She. “Why don’t you let me give you a massage?” It was a truly desperate move, but I let it slide.“Ok, but shoulders only.” I said strictly. I sat on the floor with my legs folded like an Indian and he got behind me on his knees and started working my shoulders. As his hands slowly worked their magic, I felt my wanting grow. He wouldn’t have to wait much longer. My puss was starting to burn with anticipation and I was starting to loose control, but I wanted to see how he reacted when I forced him to. I had beenthere a few times with different clients and ordered the salmon insteadof the prime rib.Interestingly enough, our conversation remained rather light. We spokeabout people we knew in school, if they kept in touch. She had gone outwest for college, meeting her husband in her senior year. Although shedidn't show it, I could tell that Dan's infidelity hurt her deeply. Iwondered if as Eric, I would have noticed.She insisted on paying for lunch, which was nice. Dropping me off infront of. Perry was behind him impaling his inner sanctum.Pffffft. Pffffffft. Pffffft.“That boypussy talking,” commented Perry as he wiped sweat from his brow.“Yes, sir,” blubbered Neville.Perry took hold of the fairy’s Afro and pulled his head up to him. He kissed the fag some more as he sank his dick in Neville again and again. “I love fucking faggit ass!”“You do, Deacon Sewell?”“Yeah, baby boy! And you got some of the best faggit boypussy ever!”“Oh, Daddy!”“Damn right! I’m your Daddy now, punk! Take.