I could feel Lisa’s grip around my cock get harder as I knew she was getting excited as she moans, “Oh fuck yes, Oh my God that looks so fucking h...t” as she lowers her hand and rubs her clit.“So what made you two so hot with your Mom and Dad fucking”, I curiously asked.“Oh hearing her moan, swear and get right into it” Brian replied.“And the slutty cloths she would wear after they fucked, the short skirts, open blouse and no bra or panties”, Lisa commented, “Oh, not to mention how hard daddy. "You have taken something to help?" Sam asked with genuine concern."Rubbed some ointment on it, but hasn't really helped." What you need, my girl, is a good massage." I know, but both of the parlours near here are booked solid."Sam set down her coffee cup and said, "I used to be quite good; took a course on massage some years back. You want one, I can do it." Really? That sounds good. Have you got the time?" Can do it this afternoon, have to pop to the shops for some oil. You dig out some. .i could not belive what happend she responded by kissing me even harder and passionatly my hands were all over her moving down her back and grabbing that sexy arse she then grabs me by my shirt and pulls me into an empty classroom she pushed me onto a desk and started unbuttoning my shirt kissing my chest moving slowly towards my cock pulling off my trousers she starts kissing me around my cock whilst squeezing my balls then she licks my shaft up and down really slow and then she takes the. There was no need to hide anymore, no sneaky visits to my sisters’ underwear drawer and make-up bag, no more squalid stolen minutes with part of me on the alert for the sound of keys in the latch and unexpected footsteps. I thought I had been very brave it was the one job I wasn’t happy with doing myself, I had attended a nail parlour in a town far enough away, that I didn’t care whether or not they believed story about my part that required long nails in the charity Christmas panto, in fact.