"I sing at a bar near here and waitress. It's not great money and the tips could be better but it's getting me by." "You sing?" "I try," she laughed...softly and her cheeks flushed pink. "I haven't been booed off yet so I assume some people like it." "I'm sure you have a beautiful voice." He reached across the table and took hold of her hand. His thumb stroked across the skin of her palm and she shuddered. Even after all this time his touch was enough to drive her wild and a heat started in. So many details to remember, people to call, projects to organize, the Tin Man needs oil, the Lion needs courage, and fucking Dorothy can’t remember her own address… this is my day to day as Director of HR for a high profile company. Still, I kept coming back to one singular thought - a sneaky affair sounded like the perfect release. Just one nasty, forbidden encounter was all I wanted. And then, I could get back to business as usual. The 5 o’clock hour was approaching fast. And I was wet. I. And this was said by her to me when she was massaging me and asked whether I wanna try her if I would like to and laughed so I said lets see and stopped the topic there and took bath and came out the spa after chatting with all the people with some time.Later after a month I again visited the spa as usual and asked for the same massager who used to massage me regularly since she knows my pressure points and stresses areas very well but the person she is busy with the client and I have to wait. .Dickens turned and checked on the old man, found himself stairing at an odd bulging cock, with balls filled as if they would burst. The domestic eyes shied away, as if the thing wasn't something he was proud of.-Frau had me injected repeatedly with silicone, to enlarge my cock. And saline in my balls. Although it is large, it's lost some sensibility and the head won't come out of the massive foreskin. May I present Olga? He designated an old fat woman in her sixties, with massive natural tits.