So there I am, face down and naked on a gay guys bed with him dripping oil on me! but oh when he starts working his hands feel wonderfull and all my f...ars disappear and I relax as he works the tension out of me. After about ten minutes he askes if I mind him kneeling above my legs as its difficult to work on a normal bed amd not a massage table, I`m so chilled by this time that I just agree and let him get on with it. He climbes on and starts working again on my lower back and then slowly. Then i moved towards her pussy with one hand i was rubbing her clit over the thin material of her tights. Then i put my hand inside her panties & started putting my one finger in her pussy. By now she was really hot , her hands were moving on back & in my head. Then i went down & removed her tights. She had sexy ankles and soon i started licking and tickling the sole of her feet and sucking her toes . I made my way up ,eyes closed and nose inhaling the musky aroma of her womanhood while kissing. "The real shock though, was when she told me I was just as bad as my mother. This was a big revelation to me, made me realize I really had been taken for a fool, that I was probably just one of several he had had in the town."Turned out she had caught Stan out with my mother, only a few months before. She knew there were others, but offered him one chance, that he was to never stray again. And threatened my mother, exposure to my father, if she even looked Stan’s away again."When I got home. He devoured each breast, sucking, teething, and savoring the taste of her skin that smelled of vanilla with the berries, making her run her fingers through his thick, black hair, nails gently massaging his scalp, and producing moaning giggles from her. Even her laugh was sexy and dark, and it made his cock hard—but he would wait. When he cleaned up the mess he made on her breasts, his mouth traced kisses and nibbles down her soft, warm stomach, making her gasp and shiver. His tongue made short.