She showed me to her front bedroom where she had a massage table set up. After allowing me some privacy to undress (not that I would have minded other...wise), she lit some candles, started a CD of meditative music, and spread some oil on her palms that she warmed with the heat of her body. Her fingers were a revelation. She worked my muscles with a skill I'd never known before. It hurt, but in a good way. It wasn't just my back that she worked on, either. She gave special attention to my calves. ”“What do you mean, if they pull it?”“I mean that certain people are trying to censor the Internet. They want to make using the Internet as a means of organizing protests a crime. They are concerned that people are using it to incite riots, which is a form of speech that is not protected by the First Amendment.”Professor Bowling said, “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the. She flopped on the couch, then I started to eat & lick her pussy. I had to wipe her cum juice off her thighs, And With her legs wrapped around my neck, I told her to LOOK me in the eyes,I cant dad, I have a bitch of a buzz on now. I told her DO IT!!!When she did, her hips and breathing became heavier, she kept pumping & gyrating into my face. Suddenly she stopped, & collapsed, and told me she was pooped! NOW I know why mom loves you! At least I came by my craze for sex honestly.I blew my load. Julie was shocked to say the least, but pressed her for details. My wife explained that she was now able, with my permission and encouragement, to go out and enjoy her newfound freedom with whomever she wanted, as long as she told me the entire story.Nothing more was said for a week and they went to lunch again the following Friday. When she came home, she told me Julie was coming for dinner because her husband was away for two weeks "on field ops" and she might spend the weekend with us..