‘Speaking of, it’s his birthday and I need to get to the store, I’m making him a special dinner tonight,’ Ayla said, her eyes twinkling mischi...vously. ‘Want some company at the store?’ Rachel asked. ‘Sure! You can help by picking out pastry for dessert,’ Ayla agreed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ‘Aya?’ Shane called as he walked through the front door. He smiled in appreciation at the smells that wafted in from the kitchen. ‘Happy birthday sweetie,’ Ayla said from the doorway of the bedroom, clad in. Just before Kitty felt a rush of wetness being pumped over her sugar walls, a flood of cumm being shot into Kitty’s hungry pussy. She saw the bright light again, in the form of a man high lighted by shadows. Even the flood of warm semen made her cumm. When the last few ounces of jism were seeping into her, the bright light dissipated and Kitty woke up. She was drained, but her thong was still on. The sheets were still on the bed, but, her thong was soaked. She looked for the gallons of. I will have to clean my couch when we are done here. Are you a squirter?" I asked, as I continued to play with her tits. "What does that mean?" She asked. "It means, does your pussy get so wet, juice comes running out of it." I moaned while she gave the head of my cock kisses. "I guess so. We will find out soon. I am close to an orgasm now" she replied right before sucking the head of my cock back into her mouth.I lost control at that point and I felt my balls tighten up and knew I was going. Very small. She had clearly prepped it before we arrived - it smelled all incense new-agey. "You're a masseuse?" I asked. She smiled and nodded. Seriously, you can't make this shit up. She rented this space and worked as a licensed massage ther****t. She was a sexy, thin, extremely pretty gurl who had just ended a relationship. What she really wanted this night, I learned (because she pretty much told me) was to deep throat some "alpha male cock." Her words. To me. Check please.So listen, I am.