“Do you mind if I join you, Leslie?” I was getting those same feelings in my tummy with Pierre sitting close to me.A lot of small talk and as woul... happen, things finally got on the subject of massage and Pierre asked if I was ready for tonight. I told Pierre I was still nervous about getting a sexual massage in front of Cal. Even though we both gave this a lot of thought and agreed to go through with it, I still didn’t feel comfortable. I kept talking and the blurb about me getting a trial run. And then her hips captured my rod, and she was guiding me into her willing body once again. I felt the soft, moist velvet engulf me, and then I gave myself over to the lovemaking.Wednesday morning. For the first time in days, I knew exactly where I was when I woke up. I was in my bed, at my home. And Kelly was in my arms. She was already awake, running her fingers over my chest. She smiled sweetly at me, and leaned up to plant a small peck on my lips."I missed this." Me, too." I smiled back at. ’ She left him standing there and went and told Margaret to get ready in the guest room for Mr. Johnson’s arrival. Margaret went to the guest room, took off her dress and stretched out on the bed in a half bra and thong. Mr. Johnson walked back to the house and couldn’t find his wife anywhere, so he went to the guest room and tapped lightly on the door. ‘Come in.’ When Mr. Johnson opened the door and looked at Margaret lying on the bed, he was speechless. ‘Come in and watch the show,’ Margaret. I thought about suddenly opening my eyes, and leaning forward, and capturing Daddy’s cock in my mouth. If I did it quickly enough, how could he retreat? But truth be told I just didn’t have the nerve, no matter how strong the desire. Also, I was reaching a point where I almost never got, where the orgasms come like machine gun fire, and the adrenaline rush makes me giddy, and gives me the strength to make myself cum dozens and dozens of times before I have to collapse, and lay gasping, my heart.