" Well hop up here on the couch and let mama take care of it," Sam patted her leg showing where she wanted Carly to put her feet. Carly did and Sam sl...wly, nervosuly started the massage.The tiny feet felt amazing in her hands. Sam's fingers carressed and squeezed, taking in the softness of the skin. Carly fell back on the couch with a faint moan.She couldn't believe how good her friend's hands felt. It could have made her fall asleep.As Carly breathed heavily to the amazing massage, Sam's heart. Her tiny white panties covered her moist pussy. Angel stairing at the wet spot in her panties. She looks her up and down. Noticed her tucked cock growing hard. She laid a blanket on Nina and went to her room and locked the door. She stripped and rode her black cock, but her cock was hard, really hard. She never gets hard when she’s getting fucked. And she couldn’t cum. Frustrated she went to bed. She got up in the middle of the night to pee. And went back to bed. 3am she feels something. “Oh, nothing! I was just trying to get into character for the song!”“You have the voice of an angel, honey. That lament was one of the saddest things I’ve ever heard.” He smiled at her and added, “Maybe sing something a little more upbeat tomorrow? Unless you want to see me start every day in floods of tears!”Faye’s facial scanning and voice mapping algorithms kicked into gear, sending an emergency call to the humour-detection specialist subroutine. John’s smile was tracked against thousands of. He simply wanted to watch her with a woman. She had more than warmed to the idea of him watching her with a woman. She wanted him to watch her. Now though, a rapidly growing part of Kathy wanted to be just with Krystal. Time to explore with no masculine influence. Fine, this part she would share but she needed part of this to be for her and just for her -- a different place, a longer time......Kathy pulled up her shirt revealing her own rather large, bra covered breasts, "You can touch.