He would rapid fire 4-5 times and then go slowly and deep. He said, “Close your eyes.” I did and felt his warmth against my body. My cock was pounding against Allen’s pressure on my back and the massage table. He then said, “I appreciate what you’ve done for me, but I’m not gay!” I gave him a puzzled look and said, “Allen, you told me this from the beginning.” After saying that, I thought you sure wanted me to fuck you 45 minutes ago. I rolled onto my stomach as he climbed onto my back. I figured he was talking on the phone, but I couldn’t make out what he was saying that well. He said, “When they had sex, she would just lie there, and it seemed she was doing her duty and hated the whole time we were doing it.” “I did all the work.” I was so intent on listening to Allen’s story that I had not realized I had sat on one side of the couch and he sat in the middle a foot away and not at the other end.
