First i send email then I called and spoke to the gentlemen and he told me his qualifications, what he does and price. He basically provides a total b...dy message and allows the lady to dictate how far he takes the message. I made arrangements for him to come to our hotel room on the weekend and I informed him she would probably allow him to go beyond a regular massage.When my wife arrived, I told her about the message I arranged for her and she was very excited and said it sounded like fun. She. “Jesus, Puss, you’re dressing like that to see your dad? You look like shit.” I was wearing my racerback tank and some baggy boxers I had stolen from her boyfriend, Jack, ones he’d used to wipe up his cum. I had washed them since. “Fuck him,” I said. “And watch your fuckin’ mouth.” I put the three slices of baloney on some rye bread and grabbed an orange soda out of the fridge. I could see she wasn’t going to shut up about it, though. “He hasn’t seen you since you were ten,” she went on.. She was now shuddering a bit, I knew it had to be feeling good, it surely did to me.Then, my sister began, "OH, UUH, UUH, ummm, mmm, mmm, oh, so good, yeah, yeah," she cried out as she fell forward and grabbed my shoulders while she rubbed her pussy all over Karen's face."Wow, she really knows how to get me off," she panted. Then she got up off her and moved around to my side and slid one hand up under me softly rubbing my balls as her head went down to lick and suck Karen's clit."Oh, you two. "I've spent the last five years on my own, for the main at least. But itis nice to have someone to talk to."I managed a smile as he leaned over towards me and picked up the bottle,his eyes wandering all the way up from my feet to my face. He refilledhis glass and moved to top up mine. "No," I said, my hand moving overthe top of my glass, "I'll pass." Ah, c'mon, Debs," he grinned, waggling the bottle so it sloshed,"there's only a little left."I met his gaze and for a moment we stared at each.