With my mouth so stuffed, I couldn’t ask the new guy to slow down, and with my wrists strapped to the table, I couldn’t tap out (maybe this one would have listened). Xxnx But I figured out on day one that these massages aren’t really about what I want. They sucked on them so hard my breasts got swallowed whole like torpedoes in a launch tube to get their elongated shape milked and masticated. Sorry, I snapped at you. I got to experience extreme penetration with a new extreme girth and the rubbing of countless suckers incessantly. The two for the breasts, I sort of appreciate as a busty gal, but once the massage starts, I would much rather have them squished against the table unmolested. “Ash, are you ready to go?” Mom appeared refreshed like the ‘after’ woman in a sleeping pill commercial.
