Please get on the table.”Dave slid off his shorts and t-shirt and lay on the table on his stomach. Sasha covered his butt with a warm towel, and tal...ked softly about the spiritual qualities that a massage can inspire in the body. Her voice was melodious and serene and ... the voice of an angel. Dave shut his eyes as she instructed and just listened to her voice as she spoke softly about love, faith, spiritual intimacy and openness, letting go, spiritual healing and balance, and then intention. And suddenly I was a condemned man.There was one thing I wanted to do first. I led my Goddess Princess over to Grandfather Louis. “Grandfather, I had an idea that will help two people I love dearly each fill a void in their life. You have no heir to carry on the family name. Andrea finds herself an orphan and wishes to divest herself of the Dreesen name. Perhaps an adoption would be in order?”“But that would still not provide me with an heir,” he reminded me.“I’m sure you and my negotiator. I lied, it was the best time I ever had. Rolling over, he laid on me. Our dicks squeezed together, then he started moving his hips. I felt his dick stiffening between us, pressing against my stomach. Sliding down Jerry said, pull your legs to your chest and spread them. I felt funny letting my lower half be completely exposed. Looking up, Jerry held my dick and squeezed it softly. I smiled hoping for more of last night. Then he shocked me. I felt his tongue on my balls. He licked around and. This was like a daily routine, some days this goes 4 to 5 times a day.One fine day my parents went out of the station. My mom asked Nisha aunty to sweep and put rangoli in our veranda also, which I wasn’t aware at that time. As I may be sleeping my mom gave one key to her to open the door and take anything she needed. Without knowing this as like every day I just sat there seeing her and rubbing my cock. Suddenly she disappeared and my eyes searching her with one hand stroking my cock as there.