She also wish for it and said ya let’s go. Actually weekend is near so Saturday we both planned to go. That day has come Saturday morning at 9 clock... I just waiting for her. I was shocked to see her because she was wearing a white shirt where 2 buttons removed and a black jean really I was out of my mind on seeing her. She came near I said you are sexy kani and mind blowing , she just gave me a naughty smile said lets we move on hearing it , I was so happy to ride her.I was riding bike faster. ’ ‘Did he use a condom…did you consider you might get pregnant to him?’ ‘Of course I thought about getting pregnant, I’m not an idiot.’ ‘No, just a…’ Glen was about to say slut but instead said, ‘An adulteress.’ ‘Oh my God we are being medieval. What are you going to do, burn me at the stake?’ ‘So he did wear a condom?’ Rosemary made no answer. ‘What did he do, run off still wearing it?’ ‘No.’ ‘He didn’t wear one, did he?’ ‘No.’ ‘What were you going to do if you got pregnant with him, tell me. Of course an occasional brush of her tits across my face as she bent over my face to massage my chest also kept me coming back. Her massages were so good that it was common for me to tip her, even though she was the owner, an extra $25 or $30. After several months of really nice and what seemed normal massages, she became a bit more "liberal or suggestive" in her actions. She would come in to start on me while face down and when she got to my lower back she would move the towel off my ass and. Tom ground into her, his cock probing her bowels, his pubic bone bruising the base of her spine. She started to move, a churning, shoveling motion. Jack lifted his ass from the bed to press more deeply into her. All niceties of identity dissolved and they were swept into the orgasmic mood. They were in a state of pure rut, beyond simple desire or lust. There was only the gnawing convulsion of hunger for some ultimate fulfillment, some absolute release. They went on for half an hour, cresting.