She smiled a beautifully wide grin, and waved me over. She was stunningly beautiful in a short Burgundy pleated skirt and cream button down with intri...cate lace embroidery in all the right places. Her curves were accentuated by the tight blouse, sexy pleated skirt, black sheer stockings and the shiny high heals that had a sort of wingtip design on them. Retro but modern. And my cock was tingling already.I kept my cool as I joined her and her friends (all MILFs by the way). She hopped up and have. His cock and balls had an exaggerated asynchrony as his egg sized testicles hung at a 4 inch strained length below. There was no questioning now that he would feel free to empty his balls deep into her womb; he knew he had the full permission of Sherri and had no need for my approval. The spectacle of their passion and the anticipation of being once again invited or commanded to clean his load from her fueled my jerking. I feverishly worked my thumb and forefinger along the lotioned length of. After last night,” she said, taking my hand and leading me toward one of the formal bedrooms, “I feel sure you can handle it. This is where you will entertain tonight. You will have everything you need. A full bar will be set up. Over there is a bath, shower, hot tub, and anything they might want or need. Plenty of towels, wash cloths, everything is there."Madame grasped both my hands. ’Misty, make me proud. I know from last night you can handle it. But, if you make me proud, you will never. The blue veins on them made it look almost translucent. Nipples stood erect at the center of light brown areolas, crying to be chewed. Her navel had slight plumpness and 1-2 light stretch marks on its sides. Black curly hair stood in triangular shape covering her pussy. Fair creamy thighs inviting to be licked. I knew her body was ready and waiting.But I was in no mood to give in. I’m a professional masseur. I’m here to give you a full body massage. Nothing more. Nothing less.I poured a little.