Sensing her anguish, he casually asks if she needs to use the restroom facilities. She nods her head emphatically and he gives her a slap on her ass t... speed her up along. (as if she needed it anyhow) The bathroom is a small toilet /shower combo built off the bedroom. She thankfully sits down to do her business while she hears him moving things about in the other room. When she's done she peeks out and sees that he has moved what looks like a massage table out from the wall. He tells her to get. " Yeah right? I would have freaked the hell out mom!" said Tracey,pulling at some strands of her long hair across her shoulders. "Only thegirls that think they are hotter than they really are cut their hairlike that." Really, I bobbed my hair last year, and your father loved it," said hismother, trimming as she rolled her eyes at Tracey. "And what's theissue? You think you're not one of the girls pretty enough to pull itoff?" Don't be ridiculous mom? Of course I could pull it off, and that's. Help me get her onto the chaise Malcolm asked Ill have her there They placed me gently on the couch. I noticed both of them had undressed Remington only had on a pair of his running shorts and I could see he huge erection pressing against the loose fitting material. Malcolm only had a tight pair of spandex underwear on. Without waiting for Remington to say go, he knelt down in between my legs and started eating my pussy. Remington knelt down near my head and fed his cock to me. I had an. I loved the idea of being used for comforting his muscles and nerves. It was turning me on that he was that kind of bodybuilder who cares about his health more than being nice or anything else. It burned my ass that he was thinking it was a "massage", but my dick was rockhard!I started to move my tongue back and fore on his hole. After a minute, he ripped a huge blast of gas in my face. It wasn't stinky, it was kinda delicious, I could taste it, and that moment I felt that I was really hungry.