But the brushes kept happening and the rubbing of my glutes crept deeper towards my crack. I found myself enjoying it, the thrill of being touched whi...st my wife was laying just feet away from me was starting to make me hard. I shifted slightly to open my legs a little. The masseuse became even bolder with her strokes - they were beginning to feel more than accidental brushes, her fingers seemed to linger on my balls.My heart skipped a beat. The masseuses had asked us both to flip over. My cock. You just didn’t want to admit it to yourself. She actually asked me if I was willing and I said yes. Just like our friend Sarah. Of course,” she smiled, “it’s going to be tricky to arrange it because I’ll be in Seattle.”“Where are we now?” I asked apprehensively.“Well, you admitted you were wrong, you admitted you acted like a fucking idiot, and you agreed that you needed to fix it. That’s a start. What are you going to do about all the girls?”“Narrow it down to a couple. The more I think about. More

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