Anyway it was the summer of her wedding.”“WHAT, you and mom?”“Oh yes. She was a lot more sexual than I was then. Always sitting on people’s ...knees, kissing them. I did give your uncle Tom blow jobs a few times in fact, but so did your mom I’ll have you know. I was just getting dressed after my shower and your mom knocked on my door asking if she could come in. We’re sisters, we’ve seen each other nude and partially undressed dozens of time so of course I said to come in. When she opened the door. Mom gave me a naughty smile and removed her nighty. She now lay topless before me, with nothing but a maroon satin panty on her body. I turned to her side, and she turned towards me. Mom’s tits sagged a bit to the side, and I gently caressed them. “Mom, if you keep teasing me like this, I might just fuck you even before my exams begin !” I said, and mom giggled like a school girl. “Che che… aren’t you embarrassed to talk to your own mother in that kind of a language?” She said, feigning anger. She thought she might as well apply since that was at least something she could do.Massage was one of the skills that she had most enjoyed learning when she was at college, although she had rarely had occasion to use it in clinical practice, and it was no longer part of physiotherapy training. She was wearing her usual pair of well-worn jeans and a faded tee-shirt so, knowing the importance of first impressions from her experience of interviewing job applicants, she decided to come back the. ’ ‘And so firm.’ ‘Yeah, he says they’re on springs.’ The two ladies, each rubbing a neck, looked at each other with significance. ‘But he gets a massage whenever he wants.’ ‘Well, not whenever. I mean I’m tired sometimes but I do it for him once a week at least.’ ‘And does he do you?’ ‘He tries, god bless him, but he’s kinda clumsy.’ Philip thought about it for a second. If a guy couldn’t pay attention to a woman like Karla, couldn’t take the time or the care to rub her body and do it well.