If Rhoda was anticipating her massage from Pete tomorrow, and she always had trouble falling asleep the night before just from knowing what was going to happen, imagine what I was feeling. Sharon went out for the night, as she usually did on a Friday. I set the speed on low as I slowly slipped my toy inside and let the ears gently vibrate my clit. Her shiny wet slit was just a few feet from Vivian’s gaze. So we two old women will have the whole house in peace and quiet. What am I thinking; I don’t even know this guy. I can’t tell you everything, but I can say I’ll give you your gift before Christmas. I want to know all. Back in the massage room, Wally continued to pummel Mrs. Finkelstein’s sex starved pussy. Still wrapped in a towel, Vivian was once more peering in through the open door. Next day, the human touch was still on my mind and I decided to make an appointment for a minor touch up treatment.
