“See, I knew the music and my relaxation chair would relax you. I always sit on my favorite chair while putting on my makeup, it makes me feel so da...mn sexy ” Christy said as she was applying the makeup to mom’s face. “I don’t think that you’re going to recognize your real beauty when I finish.” But mom was feeling the pleasure from the slowly increasing intensity of the vibrating chair, especially on her pussy but also on her butt hole. It was massaging the entire erogenous area and she was. I asked if she was okay, and she replied ‘mm-hmm.’ So I continued. As I continued to massage, I pulled her back so she was laying on my chest. I massaged her forehead, and her eyes, then her head. Went back to her shoulders, and worked on her arms and hands. I continued to massage in that manner for a while, and then my hands found their way to the front of her body. I started to massage her chest, and she didn’t move, so I didn’t stop. I kept massaging her chest, and out of nowhere, she. The bastard was stroking and stroking me. I then held my breath as I felt his fingers plunging inside of me…I hissed quietly and licked his ear, as he opened his fly, freeing his tremendous thick black cock. He stroked it as he groaned softly.I looked at the taxi driver; but the man pretended he was not noticing anything that was happening in the back seat. My new friend gave him some directions and they both agreed the trip.I then lifted my skirt around my waist and straddled his lap, rubbing. J. Stone, captain of the Flying Dutchman, 3:22pm October 27th 2006I heard Coach Bromby's voice next. "Jacob, what about our team's practice soccer balls? They told me you had them."I summoned my will power. Not a chance I was ready to let them know how much the proceeding conversation affected me. "I do. I figured you, or at least the players would have preferred the space free for the cheerleaders." Good guess." I have the record books and two ball bags in the Flying Dutchman." Okay. But I.