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MILF Masseuse

Standalone Books

Tom Beecham didn't mind that his girlfriend Sandy was from the wrong side of town. But on his birthday, Sandy gave him a gift certificate of a free massage from her mother Valerie, a professional masseuse. What he didn't know is that the two women had a plan. And that plan was to share everything. Including him!


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     “Spread your legs a little for me, honey,” Valerie said.

     “Hmmm?” His sleepy mumble was confused, but he obeyed her. She dropped her head, her face closer and closer to the cleft of his buttocks. She smiled, seeing what she had hoped for. She breathed on his skin. Then, before he could react, she opened wide and took one of his balls into her mouth.

     “Christ!” Tom yelped, and flinched violently. Now laying almost prone on the massage table, Valerie curled her arms over his ass, holding him in place. She shifted from one lovely orb to the other, almost able to feel the life-bearing load of semen present inside. She ran her tongue lovingly around the one she held in her mouth, hearing the hoarse rasp of his breath, then let it escape with a faint pop. Before he could move, she had run her tongue up the crack of his ass, paying special attention to the puckered rosebud of his asshole.

     That was apparently too much for Tom. With a muffled curse, he scrambled away.

     “Valer...Mrs. Summers, what the hell are you doing?”

     “What does it look like, Tom?” she replied, completely unperturbed. Sandra had warned him this would be the crucial moment. “I'm trying to seduce you. You're young, good-looking, smart, funny...and you're certainly capable,” she finished, looking at his cock with a certain lecherous glee.

     “I am also,” he snapped, covering his crotch with hands, “dating your daughter. Who I am in love with. I am not going to lose what I have with her just because you're looking for some young meat.”

     “Oh, don't be so melodramatic,” she replied, peeling off her shirt. She tossed it aside, smirking as Tom's best efforts couldn't keep his eyes off her breasts. She cupped one of her mounds in one hand, weighing it thoughtfully. “Do you think I'd do something like this without her knowing? How many times has she told you, Tom? We share everything. And now we want to share you.”


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