If you walk out sad and she sees that she'll think it's her fault." Ok. I know you're right. Let me think happy thoughts for a minute or something." L...t me help." She stepped behind me and started massaging my sore and aching shoulders. I don't know how she knew but I needed that so badly. I sat down in a chair and she kept going. Shoulders, traps and especially my delts. They were so tight and needed that so much. She finished by working her way up my neck and then rubbed her fingers. “It is,” I replied.“I’m sorry about all of the awkwardness,” She said.I looked over at her. “Don’t be,” I said. “We have problems, and we're looking for solutions.”“Having sex with my daughters and me is just problem-solving?” she asked.“Um, no,” I said. “That’s not what I meant at all. I was talking more about Kyle’s approach than anything.”She nodded, looking back out across the lake.“What do you want me to do?” I asked her.She smiled and looked at me sideways. I watched her gaze travel from. I had washed her hair, scrubbed her face with my soapy hands and washed the rest of her with a wash rag permeated with strawberry-scented body wash. I had given her a thrill with the massaging shower head when I rinsed her between the legs, slipping a finger or two in to quickly rub over her clit. After she was clean and rinsed, I pinned her to the back wall and we had made out like a couple of sixteen year old kids. After she got out, I shaved my face and scrubbed myself clean.Now done in the. ”“So whose idea was it to have the finale come down to the three remaining contestants to please you with their favorite sex toys?” Adelia patted my thigh. Heat rippled up my skin to my pussy. Then it throbbed up to my futa-dick tenting the front of my skirt. “You?”“Mr. Mondale,” I said. “He knew it would be a huge rating boon advertising that you’d get to see me fuck the three finalist. The advertising rates he charged alone made us both rich.”Adelia leaned closer, her hand stroking higher up.