MASSAGE
Jane: A fantasy, which I wish, mutually of course, to be real in the future—however, only time will tell. XXX You are fairly content; when I walk into the bedroom as you lounge on the bed. I recall for day seeing a pedestrian lying in the street and asking what happen to him, “I was hit by a car”. MASSAGE
Jane: A fantasy, which I wish, mutually of course, to be real in the future—however, only time will tell. I lean over, as the head of my cock, caressing your left breast and gently nibble on your left ear lobe; while whispering, “Your body is so stunning and full, it’s more than I ever wished to view in all its detail”. He had no problems saying, “Yes, she was a 25 year old blonde with puffy breasts.
