It is very satisfying to see a boy-toy lust after your body, especially when you reach my age. I tell him to do me from head to toe using sweet almond...oil, hoping he understands that that means every inch. He asks me whether he should oil my hair as well, and I tell him it does. I fall asleep almost as soon as Stefan’s magic fingers start working my hair. He is very thorough, and I feel his fingers working oil into my scalp at different angles and in different places. I become conscious again. He watched them shuffle on high heels, trying not to bump into each other. They made their way around the large, pine table. All four of them bent over it, looking over their shoulders, with expressions of glee. They fluttered their eyelashes at him trying to entice him. Their peachy bottoms, framed by stockings and suspenders, looked enticing enough. Barbie wore pale blue to match her eyes. Cindy wore pale green to match her hazel eyes, and had chestnut hair. Bubbles had jet black hair, dark. A Naval Destroyer had just arrived and the injured were being treated thereon.I was now even more emotionally invested in taking out Rafael and his forces. That submarine’s crew were ‘dead men skulking’!Rex popped in to join us in making plans for hooking up with the Naval Destroyer. Rex had a fellow NSA Agent on the Destroyer and he suggested that we ‘follow’ him after he ‘used’ his fellow Agent to get on the Destroyer.His plan seemed somewhat convoluted, but, I figured at worst, we could just. The more I sucked, the harder they got, till they were like little bullets. Mom sighed and moaned, pulling me closer into her breast.I moved up and kissed Mom. "Those are my breasts. They were my breasts when I was born and needed nourishment and they're my breasts now that you're my lover. I can never feel the same about another woman's breasts, no matter how young, how big or how firm she is or isn't. It's not a matter of competition, but if there was a competition, these would win."I moved.