But after hours of talking out all the details he finally convinced me.So finally I agreed and said next weekend end we will do this but this is the o...nly time.On that Saturday around 3 in the afternoon, a knock came at the door.I looked through the window to see a tall slender blond women. Who has curves in all the right places. She was dressed in bright red high heals with a curvy black dress that fit her in just the right way.After I mustered up all my strength I opened the door and greeted. Jazz smiled, it had been a while since she had had one of Maxs massages, Id like that. Okay, lay on your stomach, Max said as Jazz scooted off his lap onto the bed, slipping her robe off before she turned to lay on her stomach. Max kicked his shoes off as he took off his shirt, tossing it aside as he crawled onto the bed kneeling beside Jazz, Ready? Yes Jazz said as she felt her fathers strong hands going to work on her tense muscles, starting at the shoulders and slowly working his way down to. He felt like his balls would burst for want of release and he didn’t realize that he could maintain such a rigid hard on for so long. ‘You going to wash all of me, southern girl,’ he teased. She took his penis in her soapy hand and started to stroke him gently watching as he laid back and shut his eyes. ‘Oh yeah, baby,’ he moaned, ‘clean him good.’ She stroked him for about two minutes, and then splashed water over the soapy appendage. His eyes opened to see what made her stop and he saw her. There was a house in the background, which if it wasn’t the neighbours’ was so uncannily similar it was just plain spooky.“Are there any more pictures?” I asked.“Why? Have you go the hots for her?” Cyn asked, but with no hint of jealousy. I adjusted my position so that I could play with her hair and the nape of her neck as she brought up other pictures; a pair of big breasts with rock hard nipples, a hand inside a pair of panties, a slightly awkward picture of the woman from behind on all fours.