He told me in a nice voice "Take off your shirt and bra and lay on your belly so I can give you a nice back massage."i didn't think anything bout ...it and i did as he told me .. i got up and laid on my belly. he rubbed my back nice and softly massaging it. i relax and close my eyes in a daze cause it feels good. he gently then pulls my arms over my head and rubs my arms. i thinking this is part of the massage. then i feel something cold around my wrist i try to yank back and cant. I look up. ‘Which direction, Enrica?’ I asked. ‘Straight. Make the right at the light and left on Cumberland,’ she said. I pulled into the college traffic. ‘Do you mind if I sit in the front seat with you?’ ‘Be my guest. I’ll just pull over and…’ ‘Keep driving, Mr. Hazlette. I’ll just climb over the seat.’ Before I could protest she had swung her legs over the seat, slithered over the top of the seat, and graciously settled into the seat ruffling her skirt back into place. Her feet were well formed and. I think my mouth dropped open as I nodded yes.Without another word, she slid my coffee cup out of the way, hiked up her skirt, pulled down her panties and lay down on the table directly in front of me. It had been months since I had sex with anything other than my hand, so I can't tell you how appealing this was. I did something I don't usually do on the first "date." I buried my face in her crotch. Slowly I remembered how to do it, and within seconds she was writhing in ecstasy. My tongue. His head glistened in the little light the room held, and Lacey could not resist lapping at his pulsing cock, every shudder of lust escaping her sent shivers through both of the men. Softly bobbing on Lacey's clit, combined with her own cum, Jesse gave Lacey the push that sent her over her edge. She came... hard. The sensual sounds escaping her chest bellowed throughout the three story home. Her toes curled, bed sheets were clenched in her routine-like death grip fists and stars shone.