Chauffeur Gets in Some Sleeping dirty movie with a enticing Teen

The pressure in my belly gave way to a sleepy sense of relief as I finished peeing. I rubbed the tip of my penis around the bottle’s rim to clear out any stray drips of urine before tucking it back into my shorts. A slight sense of arousal made my dick rear up for a moment, but I was too tired to do anything about it now. I laid myself sleeping back onto the mattress and felt my back groan with discomfort. Our master bed was soft and oh-so comfortable, especially compared to the hard wobbly mess that was the guest bed. The legs were on wheels that rolled around the hard wood floor whenever Diz or I resettled. The once plush stuffing in the pillows were all clumped together and eroding. The first night hadn’t been too bad, but by night three it teen had really started to get old sleeping in this room. As I struggled to find a comfortable position, I made the decision that I would look into getting a massage tomorrow. I needed to find some relief for my back, and I deserved a treat after days of taking care of my sick girlfriend. Then another thought popped into my head as my dick once again stirred in my shorts. “What about a happy ending massage?” I hadn’t had one of those since college, and I was sure that there were places around town that offered that kind of thing. Sandra and I hadn’t had sex in the week leading up to her illness, and I was definitely starting to feel a bit frustrated. Gradually I drifted off back to sleep, comforted and excited by the relief and release tomorrow’s massage promised. The next morning I made an extra effort to make Sandra comfortable before going to work. I was already starting to feel a little guilty for indulging myself to a massage while she was stuck at home suffering far worse aches than I did, and of course the thought of some stranger rubbing my cock was not something she would have been thrilled to know about. That guilt quickly evaporated once I got to work. I started researching online for the best massage shops in town. Everyone insisted that the Japanese run parlors were the absolute top spots, using creative language to hint at the services offered without coming right out and saying they were rub and tug joints. I found one that had a solid 5-star rating, as well as a name that I found to be hilarious: “Rub you Long Time.” The other big hint that it was an erotic parlor Car was that all the reviewers seemed to be men. The hours dragged by as I read review after review of “satisfied” customers. As I made my way through the list of comments I found there seemed to be a trending theme. Jon was ‘amused’. Mike hesitated. "Tina held her, stroking her face, rubbing her shoulders and back, crooning, "It's Ok Baby, just relax it'll be all right, I'm here for you." Instead, I heard metal popping, wood groaning, people crying out in delight. Claire immediately did so, trying her best Car to readjust her top to cover more of her breasts. Looking him in the eyes again I held my right hand up and offered it to him. What about psychology? She was already very wet. He moved the ladder around, dragged the bags up and down and pulled the lengthy garden hose up top to flush water through the gutters to clean them out. She was slowly face fucking my mouth, and I would gag on occasion. You can take it off now Jenny, but slowly please.” I walked outside first to get the SUV then returned to take Melody from her mother. I would love to fuck a girl that looked like teen me! Several hours later, sleeping I was awakened with the car starting. She smiled saying, ”We are all just fine, waiting for you.” He moved closer and I got very nervous. I couldn’t wait until I could have a boyfriend and experience all those things for myself.