Any way, getting back to Marilyn’s Sunday afternoon request; she began telling me about the kind of massage I had given to Barb the last two times. Don’t stop. Milf sex . Sunday was her day off and she usually just lounged around with her robe, pj’s and slippers. Even so, I added more warm Astroglide before delicately attacking her clitoris directly with slow circular, up and down, and side to side manipulation; each giving different sensations. Just something I can’t stop myself from doing. She held it closed with her left arm as we talked. I wouldn’t know. She was gripping the edges of my table as her tummy contracted and her legs quivered slightly. A month or so after Barb’s cunnilingus massage episodes; I received a call from Barb’s friend, hair stylist and confidante. By the time I had finished her back side Marilyn was already floating on air. Could she survive the clock? Rather than continue with this talk I said, “Let’s get your massage started.”
She hadn’t realized her pj top was completely exposing her
