She then said that she wasn’t a shy kind and she needed a deep tissue massage, to me which meant she wants me to be hard with my pressure.So I asked...her for two towels, one which I could place on her bed as I was going to use olive oil and the other to cover her body. She said she’ll call me when she’s ready with the towel in her room and she entered her room.I took out my massage oil, stretched out my hands a bit to get ready for the massage. She finally calls out my name to which I said Yes. She leaned over and kissed me with passion. I went along. She reached for my zipper and began taking off my pants. I sat down on the toilet lid and she began stroking my already hard cock. She stood up and took the thong from around her ankles and placed them in my hand. She turned around and sat on my hard cock, allowing it to go into her wet pussy. I placed my hands on her wonderful hips and she rode my cock. For about 5 minutes, she bounced up and down, faster and faster as time went by. I. She decided it was something she really needed to talk to him in person about and went over to your house, hoping your father hadn't gone out. She swears she just went over to your house to talk. And I believe her."She got there and they sat down on the couch. She told him how she felt and pretty much what I've just told you. Your father says he realized that Wanda was someone he cared for, someone he got along with and that she loved him. It was like a gift had been given to him. After trying. Topped by a narrow, dark-red landing strip, she had full outer labia which concealed her inner lips, leaving just a tight slit. Just picturing her slit was enough to make me hard. I loved watching her become aroused, watching her lips swell and slowly separate; I loved the way she’d spread herself for me, revealing her inner beauty; and the way that, after I’d satisfied her, her lips would slowly relax and close, settling back to a narrow slit which made me desperate to open it and start over.