I let out ofmoan of pleasure as he rubbed up and down my back and neck. Franco thenworked on my legs and feet, which was almost as good as sex. I wa...scompletely relaxed and enjoying this. Why have I never had a massagebefore this? Franco then asked me if I wanted my rear massaged. I lovedit so much that I said please do. He removed my towel and started on myrear. God, I was in heaven! He worked up and down my backside and thenhanded me the towel and asked me to turn. I rolled over on my. She reached down between her legs taking my cock in hand to guide me in. I wasted no time, fucking her as hard as I could right away. I took a bunch of her dark hair in my fist, pulling her head back to me, as I reached around with my other hand, grabbing her neck and applying pressure on either side. I was in heaven, as was she. Her face began to turn a darker shad as I pounded away, her screaming with pleasure, me just wondering how much longer I would be able to last. She eventually she. I had put the Manhattan apartment on the market, and we had been discussing, between other duties, how to deal with the house which cost about $3000 a month to maintain if the taxes were included.Amy's father and his beautiful bookkeeper had stripped the family's accounts bare and fled the country, taking the brokerage assets with them, more than ten million. In one day the woman and her daughter had fallen out of the upper class and were barely clinging to the middle. There would be no more. I wasn’t as naughty as they thought, but I did do a few things that they didn’t really approve of.” I knew she wanted me to ask what she had done and I wasn’t going to disappoint her. “And what did you do that would cause your parents to move you to a new town.” She smiled. “I had an affair with my algebra teacher.” She said matter-of-factly. I raised my eyebrows. “You had an affair with your algebra teacher? My God, how old are you?” She smiled. “I’m seventeen now. I was sixteen at the time,.