In the meantime, my husband had a portion of our basement that has large windows that overlook the golf course behind our house remodeled so I had a b...athroom, changing room and place for 3 massage tables. I used to practice on him and my friends until the day came when i was certified. My husband called me to let me know that my first client would be over to the house for a massage that morning. I was so excited that i quickly showered and got dressed in white leggings and a tight tank top. I. Her hand reached for my zipper and pulled it down. Finally my cock sprung out into the open air. She pushed my jeans down to my knees and guided my head between her narrow folds. "You're so big! Oh! Deeper! Yes!" I withdrew and tried to gain a little more entry to her slit. She seemed to clench around me, trapping my shaft about halfway inside. When she loosened her vice grip, I drove all the way in. It shocked her to feel my prick ease that far. Her eyes widened and my balls nestled against. In fact I've only fucked 3 other men in nearly 20 years. But there was this longing, deep in the pit of my belly. A need that wouldn't go away, despite my best attempts to deny it. He has released me. Unstoppered the bottle and let the genie, or rather a dirty wet cunted whore who longs to serve him free. He looks me up and down. Partly out of lust, and partly to check that I've followed his instructions. I'm dressed and made up to his satisfaction. He pushes me against the wall by my throat. She was sitting with a bunch of other girls who looked far moreinterested in cheerleaders than cheerleading."Hey, Kimst...Kim," Bobbie said."Oh, hey. Bobbie. Guys, this is Bobbie. She's staying with me and mymom." Hey," they all murmured, practically in unison.Bobbie looked around the lunch area and saw the classic clich? ofcliques. But noticed things she'd never noticed. Anime stickers, peoplewearing superhero shirts, things that had been strictly relegated to thegeek culture, were abound..