”“Ohh, why not?”“Because I’m not that easily tricked! However, I will make you an offer: if you come to my place next week I’ll give you a...massage. I haven’t come to that bit of my story yet, but you’ll begin to see how much we have in common.”“How lovely. Will I be able to take all my clothes off?”“That will be essential. Under strict control of course.”***I got really excited over the next week. I can’t explain why I wanted to do it: sex to me was almost an everyday thing, and anyway he. Then the bowl of blueberries was poured over two sloppy faces mixing with their gooey kisses. Finally Jenny slowly poured the strawberry over two greedy covered tongues and they melted into each other mixing cream, fruit, syrup and spit into kisses that kept snowballing into a sloppy gooey mix.Gracie pushed Jenny face down onto the table and let a long line of drooling mess down on Jenny's gorgeous ass. She ripped down Jenny's shorts and panties and let another stream slide from her drooling. Elizabeth was writhing around on her satin sheets in justher white knee high boots and lilac panties. Ivan hadalready stripped her of her crop top and hot pants and nowhe was removing his own clothes.***Trudy was already naked, on all fours and being fuckedrather vigorously by Mr Ricard from behind and her moanswere very loud indeed. However Grace was more interested inher husband's fulfilment, for she knew that he likednothing better than to introduce a new shemale to thepleasures of. Inside, the radio cuts through the silent drive with the words of a man hosting a classic music station. "You're listening to 94.7 Can'tLetGo Radio, playing all the stuff you've forgotten about for twenty years! Now, we're gonna put on The Four Seasons's 'Big Girls Don't Cry' for your listening pleasure." Hey, Marty, turn off that radio; it's making my ears hurt."The driver quickly glances back and responds, "Yeah, sure thing Guy." His right hand hovers over to the dial, and his boney fingers.