As the masseuse worked near the tops of my wife’s luscious thighs, it looked to me like her hands were brushing against Sarah’s pussy, in fact, I was sure of it. Porn So I wasn’t surprised when she encouraged the masseuse a couple of times to work harder. Now things were heating up nicely! I told her I was going to fill her pussy until it my cum dripped out of her, that she was the hottest woman I had ever seen and that I couldn’t get enough of her pussy. But I couldn’t do that, I can’t cum quietly, I just can’t do it. At this point, there was no more chitchat going on. It wasn’t as dark inside as I had feared, but I still had to get up
