...stop.......oh.....god.....I'm cumming!”She gushed her juices all over his hand. He bent and lapped it up as it flowed out. Her inner muscles clut...ched at his fingers over and over again. He let her recover while he removed his clothes. He bent down and kissed her lips, letting her taste her own juices. Her breathing had slowed down a little. He whispered, “You’re mine, now and forever.” Then he positioned his body between her legs, guided his cock to her wet pussy, rubbing the head of it with. James’ finger reached out and touched my clit, sending a shiver right through me and expelling more of my juices.“Wow,” James said, “she’s so hot.”“She’ll get hotter in a minute.” Ryan said.James stood up and was replaced by Dave. He wasted no time in taking my clit between his finger and thumb.“That thing does look painful.” Dave said, “It must hurt her.”“No,” Ryan said, “It doesn’t hurt her but it does turn her into a randy little slut.”As Dave stood up I wondered what Ryan was going to do. I. While I’d been a natural for the basketball team, none of the guys would come near me. In university, and afterwards in the business world, I realized that my height was an advantage. I was always noticed in a room and, in many cases, it allowed me to dominate a situation. While I was tall, I wasn’t huge. I’d been blessed with a perfectly proportioned hundred and sixty-pound body with a thirty-seven-inch C-cup chest, a twenty-five-inch waist, and thirty-seven-inch hips. I was proud of my body. She was silent for some seconds.Ma’am: Ye, you are right. I’m tired of taking these painkillers but who will give massage? I think it’s not good to go to massage parlour and it’s expensive too.Me: Ma’am if you don’t mind can I give u massage?Ma’am:(with a weird expression) You know to do that?I added some words and told her,Me: Ye, I know to give massage. Even my mom has back pain so even she asks me to massage her back regularly.Mam: If you know to give massage then it’s ok for me.We both.