I told her she looked wonderful and gave her a little peck on the cheek, her lips where cover in a beautiful coat of lipstick and I didn't want to mes...s it up. I steped back and held out my arms and asked if I looked OK to her. She said you look very handson, I blushed , she hasn't told me that in forever. Then she said how do I look? She had on a what is known as "the little black dress" it stopped about three inches above her knees , her legs where covered in black hose and she had in a pair. She contacted me through on mail setup timings and type of massage she needs. She told me that she is married since 12 years got 2 kids. She got a complain of loosing interest in her sex life due to monotonous style of his husband to cut in short there is no more spice in her personal life and she wanted have something new. I am too professional and can also help me as she needs. So on phone after hearing this i told her madam it would be nice to meet you first before having massage session as. Her smile, lips, blue eyes, and youth were bringing my cock back to life, but first things first, i told myself. I led her back into the sun-room, by now my shuffle had reached motown, and we sat on the wall-bench. I greedily drank my three fingers, with ice, and half of hers, as she leaned forward and I lit the bong for her. Her method was traditional, yet experienced. She waved me off the flame far deeper into the hit than I could've, cleared all three feet of it, leaned back and held it. I. He came hard and pounded me a few times hard and fast. Tameesha’s mouth rolled around on my cock and drew out all of the cum I still had. I moaned in my femme voice and leaned back against Keenan, thrusting my cock into Tameesha’s throat. He shifted his grip again down to my silicon falsies and held them tight as he deep-fucked me a last few times, indirectly choking his sister with my white cock. He pulled out and released my tits. As he pulled out I reached forward and pulled Tameesha.