&hellip,her own personal massage. Vivian returned for another shower after her explosive release.&hellip,.. Back in the massage room, Wally continued ...to pummel Mrs. Finkelsteins sex starved pussy. Wally was tall and athletic, the target of many of the females at this club, Vivian included. Watching his lean and muscular physique pumping that prudish red-haired cunt got Vivian dripping more than she could ever recall. She wondered if Dr. Samuel Finkelstein knows how well his wife is doing with. Thanks for this afternoon." I added to allay her concerns.She plopped down in the lawn chair across the table from me. If I tilted my head just right the umbrella shaft perfectly dissected her face – but I didn't want anything in the way of her angelic features. She was once again wearing loose fitting clothes and I didn't know if it was because of the cool evening or if she was keeping to her promise to not display her body to me."Well they were doing it because of what I did, why didn't you. " She grinned, and raised an eyebrow. Dean shrugged his shoulders, his signature crooked grin smeared across his annoyingly attractive face. "I came to apologize for this morning." He began, and Jenny noticed something different in his eyes. She, who had seen every conceivable mood of his, couldn't quite place what it was. Whatever it was, it was causing Jenny's pussy to soak her panties even more. He began to walk towards her. Jenny became very aware of her body, and the redness she was sure. Her eyes looked into mine and she smiled like the sun. Our mouths met and we began to share everything. she joked. The connection between us flared with the humour. Sara looked a little concerned until she realised what I meant by 'closer.' She gleefully opened her thighs wide and pulled me onto her. I slid my stiffness into her warm embrace once again and we made love as totally connected as it was possible to be. Together, we began to riffle through the memories she had from her.