Stopping my massage, she grabbed the warm oil again. Squirting it this time up and down my legs, she let the last squirt of oil hit my ball sack coati...g it in warm oil. My dick was already hard but now it was straining under my body. I could feel the oil running down my ball sack it was amazing. Her hands started at my calves and worked higher on my body until she was rubbing my thighs. Her fingers swirled about making brief contact with my balls. She then worked up to my ass cheeks; her. While my pussy expanded Jack mauled my nipples again, pinching and tugging at them.I loosen my legs and moaned, "Fuck me Jack."He started slow, pulling out gently and plunging back in hard, he never let go of my tits. I wrapped my legs back around him and pulled him back into me harder and harder with each stroke. When he had finally worked up to his full length and girth he let loose of my tits and grabbed my hips instead. Like a mad man he started fucking me so hard and deep. I started. The life support machine had been wheeled away and she had been asked by the young man's doctor to wheel him down to the morgue as the other assistants were busy or had left the hospital, but she stood there for a while. Was it his silence that made her stay and draw the partitions? Was it him not knowing of her presence anymore? She could not wheel him away just yet.She gazed at his still face and the eyes that the doctor had closed. She noticed bodily contours from beneath the sheet and her. I stand from the table and put your hand under my arm and walk out to the street. I make a call on my phone and a nice car pulls up to the curb. A driver pops out and opens the door for us. "Did you have a nice evening, Mr. Maier?" he asks as we get in. "The evening is only as good as the company you keep. My company and evening were wonderful," I say. The car slips into traffic, and off to the hotel. You sit a bit away from me. A bit afraid maybe, but more excited than anything. We.