"Tommy said, "I'm sorry." Don't worry, I feel better now, really I do. This helps."He worked his way up, slowly and deliberately, from my ankles to my...knees.And then, I watched as Tommy gently dried my thighs with the thick towel. And I was somehow all lost in a calming trance. Then, he was drying the inside of my thighs, with the same slow rhythm, and I was overwhelmed with this intense desperation. Every soft touch made my whole body tingle. It was so beautiful, just watching him. I had to. She dropped to her haunches and slapped her pussy hard before strumming it to the rhythm of his balls slapping his thighs.“You did good guys,” she said with semen rolling into her mouth, “Now we’ve gotta continue the work because this is a continuous process.” Her finger waved around and she clasped a knee while rubbing her squelchy clit with an arched spine.“Yeah, look at that fucking ass,” he said with clenched teeth; spit and oil flying onto her to mix with the semen. “I’m gonna think about. The asked my mother what had happened. She told them she drove in the wrong direction. Somebody was telling the usual “Women and driving joke.” Everyone was laughing. No one asked further questions. No one knew that my sperm, mixed with mum’s pussy juice was dropping on the floor. Was running down the inside of her legs. The thought of it made me horny. Once more.But we had to play it cool. It was though on us. We avoided each other as best as we could. And it worked out. Mum stayed inside the. The relaxation is so pleasurable. The relaxation is so good. You want to relax more. You need to relax more. You crave to relax more. As you do, you relax more. The pleasure grows as you do. Deeper and deeper. More and more focused on feeling this pleasure. You want the pleasure, don’t you? You need the pleasure, don’t you? You crave the pleasure, don’t you? You tell yourself , yes, and you go deeper. Deeper and deeper with each breath. Loving this pleasurable relaxation. And it is so easy to.