Chuck told him that my parents wouldn't be back for hours so we had time to do whatever I wanted to do. Johnson looked at me with a slant grin. I look...ed down in a sort of embarassed state."Buddy, don't be embarassed. We all play with one another from time to time. Your daddy probably has seen, or even messed with another guy's cock before." That statement has been stuck in my head to this day; the image of my father having any kind of gay sex was not possible, but I never thought I would be. I had a break and I felt I need a Good massage. So I went inside and I saw the most beautiful woman in the world. Enchanting, waisted brunette, tended, breast fives... Gorgeous. - Hello, may I help you? - Massage... – I stammered. She started. It was like a touch of an angel. - Do you want something… more? Idiot. I had no more money with me. - No... Actually yes, but... – I responded clumsily. - Well, I am here, sooo, if you want... Ever... You may stop by. Ever? I came back that. "But will he think so?" She asked her reflection. Still acknowledging on some level the old 'log' would say almost anything to please her. Learning to skillfully apply cosmetics growing up was considered essential, a royal imperative. Even so, preparing ones self to be viewed by subjects was hardly the aim here! And still there were a few details to complete. Pausing then she considered the line of her stomach."Not an once of fat." She mused triumphantly. Allowing long aqua lacquered nails to. ‘Please! Cum inside me! I need it!’ She threw her head back and screamed loudly. Her pussy clamped down on his cock like a vise, and he was glad he was buried in her when the orgasm struck. The walls of her pussy rippled as she spasmed, and unable to hold back, he erupted. Orgasm felt like a million bolts of lightning in his brain, as if every dram of his soul drained out him, pouring through his cock and into Jennifer’s petite body. His cock pulsed, pulsed again, each time jetting a thick.