Trish opened her legs even more and raised her hips to allow me a better look. Then without me saying anything she rolled over on her back and spread ...her legs wider still. She rubbed her index finger lightly across the ring and spread her vulva open. Then she smiled at me and said that I could massage it if I wanted to. How could I resist? It wasn’t part of my massage training, but I knew just what to do. As my fingers worked their magic on Trisha’s pussy her juices began to flow. I could smell. Instead I found myself excited and confused by the feelings rushing through me. Eva’s admissions had stirred inside me something that I knew to be wrong and sinful, yet I found it comforting to know that my best friend found nothing wrong with the act of pleasure with her own sons! My mind rebelled against the idea yet secretly I longed for Greg to come into my room like Eva’s son had done. I’m embarrassed to say the idea had left me feeling flustered and my body responded in kind by leaving my. But you know a hell of a lot of money is going into the mission. If someone decided not to spend it, very soon he would be very rich." I admitted."If they weren't operating the girls internally, how would they market them. Remember we still have the same customer base. I don't see college boys riding one of these beasts," Vlad said."There is a section of town where the riff raff moved after the preacher rehabilitated the West End section. Come on let's ride down and ask a few questions. These. Katies eyes widened and she gasped. "My God! How could one that big ever fit into a girl? It's too big!" She gazed at it, transfixed."You can touch it if you want."Her eyes met mine again, then flickered downward. She reached out slowly and tentatively touched the shaft. "Wrap your fingers around it." Slowly, her fingers closed around my cock, experiencing the feel of it. "Now move your hand up and down." She started to frig me."It's so soft, yet so hard and stiff." She marvelled. Her fingers.