"Take it out! Please!" she begged. He pulled it out of her ass."Are you okay?" he asked, concerned."Yes." She replied. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't kee...p doing it anymore!"He placed his penis at the entrance to her vagina and slid it inside easily. "Ohhhhh yessss…that's more like it!" she groaned. He slid all the way inside her hot pussy. His groin was pressed against her ass; he was sheathed inside her warmth. For Ashley, the pleasure was doubled in that it didn't hurt anymore. Keenum grabbed. Now, I felt like we were really screwing. I started going in a little bit deeper, but not very quickly. It took awhile, but finally, it was almost all the way in, but I was hitting the bottom with her. When I started taking longer strokes, Karen started doing that thing again on my back, like she was urging me to do even more to her. I felt myself getting ready to cum, and really started going as hard and as fast as I could. I was at the point where all I could think about was cumming, and then. He spoke very little English, so I just pointed to the option on the card. The man smiled as he said, “Come.” I was led to a small room with a long wooden table on one side. The masseuse gestured to clothes rack on the side. I was familiar with the drill. Nodding, I started to undress and hung up each item on the rack. Finally, I was down to my briefs. Then he came forward with a loin cloth, common in ayurvedic centers, the man tucked in the cloth at my front, just above my penis and then. John was concentrating more on the movie than on his conversation with his sister and thus he missed out completely on her reaction to his last comment.A good ten minutes passed with just the two of us in the room watching the movie. Joan was absent, John was oblivious to that, and I felt badly that our pretend family activity had apparently failed. The movie had progressed away from swimming pool and bikini scenes and had actually morphed into a semi-serious issue between the characters..