“She’s been kind of stressed out lately with the kids and house and all. Why don’t you go back up and maybe give her a little massage or somethi...g. She’d really like that.” “Really? Wow, she does look incredible tonight. She sure knows how to fill out that dress.” His words trailed off as a glazed look came over his face while staring at the numbered buttons. “You’re ok with that? You know, me giving her a little massage?” He looked excited but unsure. “Oh sure. We love each other very much. . I followed you when you left the shop Cynthia," he blurted, cheeks reddening in embarrassment. "I wanted to see where you went every Wednesday. I didn't mean to disturb you..." His voice trailed off as he stood there, shifting from one foot to the other like a naughty schoolboy."So Byron, I had no idea I was that intriguing or you were so interested in me. Would you care for a drink?" I think I would, yes," he replied, sinking gratefully into the chair opposite her.Cynthia pressed a button at. I lost interest after the third guy took his turn with her, so I left to have a smoke out on the porch. When I got out on the porch, however, there was a gangbang going out there as well. There were about five guys standing around the patio table waiting their turn while Devin, our host, fucked someone bent over the table. I stood at one end of the porch for a while and just enjoyed the scene. After the second guy unloaded inside of her, I took a seat closer to the action. Needless to say, I. She was a twenty two years old, tall, red hair, with DD tits, a waist you could put your hands around, long legs and a knack for giving the best damn blowjobs this side of Saigon. I banged her like a drum until I could hardly move and neither of us could even get out of bed we were both so sore. After six months we set a date.Bà told me "no good cháu, no good." Now if I wrote it in Vietnamese you would not be able to read it so I am using English but we used Vietnamese when we spoke. She kept.