I was down for that. She cleaned me off with alcohol, and I sat on the edge of the massage table (man, I’ve been in this particular room so many tim...s), and she started right in with a nice BBJ. Thing is, she covered the lamp in the room with a towel, and since men, and me, in particular, are visual, it was eyestrain city trying to see her. But with her tongue going crazy on my shaft, soon enough I got into the rhythm of the night.A little lube on her VG (I wish she didn’t because I wanted to. He was so busy concentrating on getting back to his work that he didn’t even notice he wasn’t alone as he silently whistled to himself. He had a habit of whistling when he was in ‘work mode,’ but he often didn’t notice it himself, only the few times his friends and coworkers had pointed it out. It must have been his whistling now, that had startled his unknown company, and when he heard a glass break he immediately spun around, noticing the spilled juice and broken glass on the floor before he. She herself only had a few wispy hairs between her legs. She looked at the examination table with dismay. There would be no graceful or dignified way to get onto it. She hoisted her body up, pulled her knee up as well and, feeling like her ass was thrust out to full view, scrambled onto her back as quickly as possible. With small sob of shame, she lifted her small feet up into the stirrups, forcing her legs high and apart. She looked between them once briefly and saw the man facing her. And hercousin had taken two of his friends and driven over to my Mom's place,showed her the photos, and clearly explained that if she ever eventhought about seeing me again, that they would pick her up and make surethat she got the shit beaten out of her as she tried to "resist arrest"and that what I had looked like would be nothing like what they'd do toher. "Way to go Mom," I thought, "You really fucked yourself thistime."Later that night as we were getting ready to turn in for the night,.