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1st the upper back, sliding to the lower part slowly, then my laterals, then my lower back over my buttocks. He rubbed his finger tips there, lightly, which was tickling.-ah…that tickles-He smiled and kept going. After a while, he started massaging my buttocks. I still laid there not aroused.But after a while, his massaging technique changed and I started getting aroused. He was squeezing around my pussy, which eventually started arousing me.-imad…what was that…ah…-He smiled at me and kept rubbing there. I was getting hornier and hornier because of his treatment. Damn…i started to forget all sorrows as well. I am gonna do it…i am gonna do it.I looked at his pants. I saw his bulge, now a bit enlarged. He must be enjoying as well.After a while, he started massaging my thighs. What a relief it was. I almost rode him.-oh…that feels so good-After massaging my thighs for a while, he massaged my calf muscles, and then my feet as well. Oh…my back was well satisfied. I was feeling much. I liked it. It was 10inches and my husband was only about 6 so I thought what the hell. I quickly grabbed it and a smooth vibrator next to it. I saw some beads but I was too scared so I just took the items to the counter to pay. The girl was nice and smiled at me. She said that she would have to open the vibrator and check it to see if it worked because there were no returns. I looked down and asked her to be quick. I placed the cash on the counter and quickly left. I never took my change. I stopped on the way home to get batteries. I grabbed a double pack and headed for home. I was really excited. The whole car ride home all I could think about was what I just did. I wanted to quickly take them out and use them. I wanted to give my body what it was missing. I had been sex starved and wanted to eat my fill tonight. It would not be though. When I pulled in the driveway to the house, Carters car was parked there. Damn! He is home. I wanted to be satisfied so badly. I thought as I.
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"You ready little buddy?" I remember him saying, I I tried to adjust my stance, but he started moving. In and out, out and in, like a freight train, he picked up speed the slap-slap-slap of our bodies began to echo off the shower room walls. He may have been old, but he seemed to have stamina, and I remember feeling pleasure, seeping from my ass to my dick. He wrapped both arms around me, and began to masturbate me, but real pleasure came distinctly from my rear. He went deep and suddenly went still. "n0-no-no-no", not yet he hissed, no yet'" He was resting, so I clenched my cheeks tightening my ass around his phallus. With a smile on my face I started working my ass in small circles, "nnnooooo, no-no, he hissed, but I kept going, he swore, and again began sawing back and forth into and out of my ass. "Okay he hissed, you want it, here we go" he said and in less time than it takes to tell the slap-slap-slap of hips slamming on ass filled the shower room. I want to say we.

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