You need it. I want more. Amateur porn Now she has an outlet whenever she’s angry, stressed, tired, or anything of the sort. So, if you’re interested, I can implement my learnings.”
“What do I keep telling you?” she responds before taking another sip,
“I know, I know,” I answer, “‘Those who get massages are just pampered losers who don’t know what it is to truly work.’ And, while that argument was daunting, I finally have a counterpoint to end it once and for all: limited experience.”
“Taylor.”
“Look, just give it a chance. I’m making her happy. Especially from a parent. “You know, mom,” I start, “I know a guy who’s in the reflexology business and he actually showed me a few things.”
She narrows her eyes, making me realize the mistake of my phrasing. She’s never had a real vacation. I can’t dwell on them too much. But that’s enough ogling. Let me take care of you. I giggle at her position before sliding my fingers out of her and bringing them to my mouth, causing her pussy to bump to second place of favorite thing I’ve ever put in my mouth. Your feet have gotta be killing you.”
She complies, sitting on the sofa, as I go to my kitchen for a couple of bottles of soda. Remember to call in exactly twenty minutes.
