.." The music blasted in Tiffany Daniels' red Miata convertible as she rolled down the Interstate, cruising about 15 miles per hour above the sp...ed limit.. Her long blonde hair streamed behind her in the wind. Jeez, thought Tiffany, leave it to Steph to find the nastiest, most degrading music and put it all on one mix. Stephanie was Tiffany's younger sister, a 14-year-old slut of the first magnitude, and when Tiffany had left home an hour ago for the drive to the University of Texas in. You decide to book a massage at a new massage parlor that opened up in the neighborhood, to check it out. You arrive a few minutes before your scheduled appointment, and look around the lobby. There is soft lighting, and several graceful plants. There’s a small noise machine on the floor making ocean sounds. The room is slightly warm, and you take off your jacket and notice a small closet with a single coat hanging there, and you hang yours next to it. There’s a comfortable looking couch, and. It was a shock and Melissa sat dazed on the toilet seat for a moment, pussy dripping, before she realized Luke was cleaning her with a warm wet towel. He wiped all of the mess from her mound, legs and ass. She felt an emptiness inside her and was entirely unsatisfied with the penetration stopping."Oh don't stop. Please," Melissa pleaded looking up at Luke as he stood. She was amazed to see his member still standing vertical inside his underwear. She desperately wanted it. Every fantasy of hers. I lost sight of that and I hurt him, Michael. I broke his heart." Is he all right?" Physically he's healthy. But his eyes, Michael; When I look into them I see only pain and anguish. He remembers, Michael. He may not remember much else, but he remembers how I betrayed him." But couldn't we..." There is no we anymore, Michael. It was wonderful, I can't deny that. But the dream is over. Now we must return to reality. You must go about your life and I must go about mine — separately." Is there.