I was thinking about Mandy and Tommy all during Spanish class. When Mrs. Nettles called my name to conjugate a verb, I didn't know what she wanted, be...ause I hadn't been paying attenttion. I got a lot of horse laughs from all the other kids. I usually paid attention in that class, because I wasn't that good with foreign languages. Mrs. Nettles didn't give me too much grief over not listening.I walked home Wednesday, thinking about how much things were changing around me. It was the pace of. Lightly, he said, "God, you're so wet." I mumbled, "It's all because of you." We stopped, noticing the joke, and cracked up laughing together. Wiping tears from his eyes, Nick said, "God, Jessica never laughs at things like that." I finished laughing, just in time to fully hear him say, "And that's why I like you better." Abruptly, I looked up at him. "Wha-?" He pushed me up against the kitchen wall, kissing me. I didn't push him away. It felt too right. A few minutes into out session, he. Masu ran a one-person clinic and only had a select clientele. No walk-ins, only by referral. Fortunately, a co-worker introduced me to Masu the other year and I’ve been a steady customer since. His magical fingers did wonders to the human body. I was feeling horny, so I thought I would treat him to a special experience for a change. Masu was in his early 30s, muscular, and good-looking–but he lost his eyesight as a teenager. Massage work suited him well. Back in his home country of Japan, blind. His moans were so loud I was getting hornier. He shot out when I took his hard cock in my mouth. It was so fast I almost choked. "All clean." I said with a grin. I stood up and kissed him hard on the lips. It was aggressive and needy. His hands went from my ass to my pussy. He then bent down on his knees and started to rub "wash" my opening. He always did this. Richard loved to tease me. When I started to moan a little louder is when he pushed his fingers in. I let out a loud whimper and.