My friend Louise was not chopped liver.I was a little worried about whether The Plan would function as smoothly in the real world as it had when Louis... and I -- and Louise and Don -- had set it up. What if Don turned out to be a wooden actor, and botched his lines? What if Tad had such a clear and vivid recollection of how horny I'd been after the first photo session that he refused to leave the room with Louise at the appointed time?But we had both been virgins when we were wed. If Tad could. You see, massage is a somewhat sensual experience, and I'm alway fairly turned on by the end of the hour. So, I normally "take matters into my own hands" and masturbate to orgasm after the therapist leaves the room.The last time I had been at this place, my therapist (Cathy) came back in without warning and caught me - or came close enough, anyway. I'm still not sure quite what she saw before she backed out of the room, apologizing. I threw the small towel over my cock, which was gripped. "Tristan obliged like a hungry, nursing c***d. Doris groaned and gasped whenever he gently drew his teeth across the swollen tips. He marvelled at how weighty and firm they felt in his hands.A ferocious hunger came over her, and she felt a warm tingling developing in the pit of her belly. She cupped his face in her hands once again and kissed him passionately."I can't believe how gorgeous and sexy you are, and how wet you make me."She climbed off and sat next to him; pressing her large breasts. I loved working with Jeff.” “It looked like you did. Have you seen them on the web already?” “Yes, I have Art. I didn’t realize that you would be doing that.” “It’s all in your contract, Janna. I hope you didn’t mind.” “No, Art, I don’t mind, it’s just that it happened when I was in a friends house and her son saw them while we were playing on his computer.” Art laughed, “That must have been strange. Did they enjoy the pictures of your cum covered face?” Janna giggled, “Yea, actually they both.