"What are we, mmm, they, doing here?" My wife asks me as we walk towards the center of the warehouse where a massage table is setup."Honey, you know a...ll the fetishes I have? I decided to combine all of them together in one single occasion." Holding her hand, I pull her to the massage table."First, sit on the table." My wife hops onto the massage table then pulls the back of her skirt from underneath her ass to get comfortable."Top of my fetish list is creampie. We did many of them already but. I had on my work clothes with the sleeves rolled up on my dress shirt exposing my muscular forearms. Joyce liked touching my forearms, reminding me that those years of reverse curls were not in vain.John and I were the first to show up at the bar. It was shortly before six. I was standing at the bar with my pint of Guinness when Joyce walked in a few minutes later."I see you had no trouble finding the place," I said as she walked up."Oh, I've been here before."Joyce looked hot in her shirt and. The room was small; containing just a queen-sized bed, two bedside drawers and wardrobes along one wall. It was a fairly standard student room, decorated with posters and photos of Kaye with her family and friends, but it looked homely and almost magical in the light of a hundred tiny LEDs. We lay down on top the duvet, staring up at the patterns on the ceiling, which changed as the lights twinkled, and chatted for a while before things started to heat up again.This time, we took our time. We. I hope you can imagine her figure now. She has fairly big boobs but the best part is her ass, when she walks her ass jiggles like anything. She has also got a very beautiful pair of eyes. I never noticed her in a sexual way before and I was a very innocent boy.Now coming back to the story, my mother asked me to massage her thighs, I went down on her thighs and started massaging her thighs with some oil, and she continued her moaning like ‘aaaahhh’ ‘woooww’ ‘don’t stop’ ‘so good’. Now I got a.