No heart shaped water beds there. He actually hired a masseuse who massaged me thoroughly and asked if she could have a taste. It was the best cunnili...ngus I ever had until recently. Her hands on my oily tits felt heavenly. When I shot into her mouth she crowed about that to Cyril. They kissed so he could have a taste. I found it rather sexy."ʻCome with me, Doll, ' he rumbled. He had a rugged build, sort of Sean Connery in the seventies. I followed him into the bedroom. He ordered me to undress. Sure enough, a young looking brunette,also wearing the Spa's snug white t-shirt and a pair of dark jeans thathighlighted her gorgeous figure, introduced herself as Joanna and saidthat she had received specific instructions on what to do with my shoulderlength hair, which was currently being held together in a ponytail by arubber band.She removed the rubber band and began working on my hair, finishing upwhat seemed like hours later by straightening and touching my hair into agorgeous,. Brian came out of his stupor and mashed his lips against hers, feeling her acceptance and encouragement of him wearing her garments as he stroked his thick cock. Just as she had suddenly pounced upon her prey, Diane pulled back and told him to continue his self-love as she watched. Her smooth legs separated gracefully as the wet, dark spot of her panties became visible from her creamy thighs, her polished fingers pressing the material into her excited flesh. The erotic folds of her damp gusset. He... here to lead me to my destination? He looked in my direction. Another sound caused me to swing my flashlight in a different direction and I illuminated a figure that appeared to be Rob. Then a final sweep illuminated my friend Marty. We were all together again for our final trip. I felt a tear beginning to form in my eye. At least I wouldn't have to travel down this path alone. My old friends were with me once again for our journey to the hereafter.I managed to sit up, and as I sat there.