She needed a tender loving touch, something that was missing in her life for many years; especially the last five with her former mate, Dick. (The nam...e fits him.) Barbara gave me a heads up that her friend may be calling me for an appointment. Not ever having a massage, Autumn was a bit apprehensive. Her friends told her how great they were, and Barbara only added to it by saying Pete was the best. Even with all the encouragement and not having experienced one it's difficult to imagine,. Yet Ma had told both of them to bring theirbikinis, which would have utterly outraged Pa."Remember to shower. It's a health requirement," said the saleslady, asthe three of them headed towards the locker rooms.Lucy and Ruth both stopped at an entrance and were about to enter, whenMa turned. "No, girls, this way." But it says right here, `Men's Changing Room'," said Lucy."Whoops, you're right, my mistake. Sorry about that."Lucy opened the door, and the two girls entered as Ma proceeded. You have saved our family. Please keep them safe.”“I’ll do the best I can, Grandmother.” she smiled at that.“You’re a sweet boy. What is your name?”“Henry, Ma’am, Henry Sullivan.”“Sullivan? Do you have a touch of the Irish in you son?”“Yes Ma’am, my ancestors hailed from County Cork.”“Ah such a lovely place, a lovely land. I do so miss the green. Son, when I’m gone, you must have a good old-fashioned wake for me. No crying or wailing or making a to-do over my corpse. Just a few pints and a fond. It's so big... and not even fully hard..." She weighed it in her hand and examined it from all sides, absolutely fascinated with the sheer size of it. She had two hands on it, with several inches left and it was still growing and her fingers did not even reach around it because of his thickness. She continued stroking his big shaft. Tom's cock was getting even bigger. I was helpless; I couldn't force her to stop, yet I couldn't leave the room. She started jerking him off faster and by now it.