You want another massage, don’t you?

He took a deep breath and exhaled his confession: “I couldn’t help myself, honey. By this time, sitting and eating pizza, her panties had scrunched up into her butt crack and she was showing us her bare bottom cheeks! XXX They?”
‘Oh no!’ that word and did she ever hear it? It was what we were doing…no idea of what we were watching, except each other. It was great, the best. I heard you two late at night and making noises…I came to see what you were doing.” It was quiet in the room and I kept stroking. I had dreams that night, squeezing myself to sleep on slippery hands.