With a big smile, she greeted the two, “Hello, boys! How can I help you?”Lisa assumed they were selling something. Her suburban neighborhood often...had solicitors.Both boys worked very hard to keep eye contact. In her summer dress, Mrs. Stevens had her full cleavage on display. The taller of the two boys spoke, “Hello, Mrs. Stevens? I’m Kevin. This is my friend, Steve. We go to school with your son, Josh, and he said that we should stop by and say ‘hello’ when we got into town.”The two. She was a little shy as well as shocked and refused the thigh massage. I said, “It is ok, you will get relief”. She didn’t utter a word and I started pressing her thighs. She was feeling relaxed and said, “Thanks, Jiju.”I was still pressing her thighs but with no bad intentions at all. It was almost 10 minutes and I was still pressing her thighs. But I was feeling a little back pain, might be due to my position. So I adjusted my position, raised her thighs, kept it on my lap and started. The walls of you anus were so tight against my shaftas i stroked deep into your squincter. balls deep now, i could feel myself cumming, cumming violently inside of you.i tried to compose myself to the best that i could, but all my fantasies and perversions of you weremeeting in that one moment. i came so hard that it overflowed onto my cock as i pumped away. as i finishedmy last stroke, the intensity of it all came to light and i could still feel your ass squeezing my ballsdry. i pulled out and. An elbow from Susan, that was reading my mind, got me back to my surroundings. I watched women admire Susan and her outfit, wondering if either they could see the contents, or a place to buy a similar garment."Susan look at me. I have a red flannel shirt, faded blue jeans, and heavy black boots. You on the other hand, wear those clothes like a fashion model, and all the men and some of the women, want to get into them with you." So." There is not enough room in there for me too." Susan gave me.