I started massaging her back to shoulders and upper arms. I concentrated on every inch of back and gave her deep pain relieving massage. She began rel...xing and moaning and saying you are good at it. I massaged her neck and shoulders, her arms, her sides of boobs, then I poured oil on her thighs and legs and I gave massage to her both thighs and legs. I took each thigh and used my hands from inner thighs to toes massaging every pressure point.With all the massaging techniques I made her both the. Maybe she wasn't coming over to talk. Maybe she was coming over to cut my balls off.At seven sharp she knocked at the door and I let her in. She was dressed very sexily in a miniskirt and a low cut top. My dick started to stir in my pants but I quickly realized this had to be some kind of "you'll never get this again" outfit. She looked angry and very determined. I invited her to take a seat and she did."So what is it that you wanted to say, Anne?" How could you do that to me? Do you know how I. Nice to meet you, Mac ... we're neigh­bours. I didn't know the house had been sold: we hardly ever saw the other gentleman who lived here." Nice to meet you, too, Lorraine! Well, technically, it's still George's house ... I'm just renting it while he's away ... but with an option to buy..." ... It's a Ford Capri, Mum... 1986!" Yes, I thought it was. Your grandad had one of these, but an earlier one; but that was before I was even born. He used to have pictures of all his cars: I think they. I was already horny… I was dying to get a cock in my pussy and then there it was; a big cock looking so juicy and those big balls filled with cum, but it was my dad’s cock. “Should I just grab and suck it or should I wait for his next order?” I was thinking. “When I caught you… you were not just starring at that cock of your boyfriend,” he said. “I got what he meant to say,” the fear of getting punished was fading away and the excitement of grabbing and feeling my Dad’s cock was increasing. As.