Wetness of excitement began seeping from her as he caressed her gash. Her hips rocked and twisted and her moans of joy increased in volume. He pushed ...herpanties aside and touched her puffy labia. Barbara began pulling at his arm. ‘Take me!!! Please, Reg!! I want you in me!’ she begged. It would have been impossible for Reg to deny Barbara’s plea! He stood up, shed his clothes, and laid on top of her. Barbara slid her hand between them, gripped his cock, and guided it to her slick opening. As he. ‘Coconut.’ ‘I use butter,’ I texted. ‘That would work too,’ Cathy said. ‘But if you’re really good you don’t need to use anything,’ I continued. We kept going back and forth with vaguely veiled food analogies for a while, discussing spices, pie and whip cream and how variety keeps things interesting. ‘Just all this talk of food is making me big,’ I texted. It was but it wasn’t my already slightly pudgy stomach I was really referring too. Something else was getting a bit larger while we. She slowly walked back to the changing room, her back in agony but trying desperately not to let anyone notice. She ran a very hot shower in an attempt to ease the pain in her muscles but knew getting in shape for the weekend would be hard.Kloe left to exit the leisure centre and walk home – it was at this point the next few days started to take an unexpected change. As she left she saw an advert on the leisure centre door – 2 massages for the price of 1. Sports massage and muscle pain was. The nurse massaged between the woman’s thighs and lingered at her pussy. Again I was getting excited. After about 10 minutes the woman on the table rolled over. It was mom! The nurse was Edith! Edith slowly massaged mom’s breasts playing with her nipples. Moving her hands down slowly she massaged her legs, thighs, calves and feet. Moving her hands back up she played with mom’s pussy. Ever so slowly she played with it. Mom’s back began to arch. I could hear moaning. Mom’s legs spread and Edith.