Matthew gently knocked on the door and sweetly asked, “Are you ready, Mrs. Parker?”“Yes, Matthew, I’m all set,” Margaret answered tenuously...Margaret never had a massage before. But wanting to help her stepson’s friend, Matthew, she agreed. She had known Matthew since he was six years old. Now, as a twenty-four year old massage student, she was unusually nervous meeting him in this new relationship. Margaret couldn’t understand her nervousness. Matthew was a long time family friend, having. I found myself grinding against her face, rotating my hips in a feverish movement. She tongue-fucked me and I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming out the pleasure. I felt myself going to the sweet edge of release, and she stopped. I whimpered. “Don’t stop,” I begged breathlessly. She smiled, mouth glistening with my juices. She held one hand up, wiggling a finger at me. “I want to fuck you, would you let me?” She teased. She did not wait for a reply, and frankly, the answer was yes. Yes. Ellen had been out with some girlfriends to a Mexican Restaurant that just happened to be having a Tequila promotion. They got stuck into the "lick-sip-suck" routine and before they knew it, were a little bit pissed. Before long, the group of girls were surrounded by half a dozen very handsome men, and feeling no pain, they started playing up to their obvious advances. After a while two of the girls had to leave, so that left several of the men competing for Ellen's attention. One of them asked. He’d chosen some sheer black stockings and a fairly short skirt to go with the boots and as he is very slim and feminine looking and has his hair quite long, he looked really good even without a wig. We had some more wine and I had lots of fun getting his face made up properly. He was really thrilled with himself and I had to get my camera and take some photos of him in various poses before he was happy. He didn’t want to go out dressed in town so we debated for a while and then decided to get.