Shaffy and Me

When I went in she was laying on the bed with a pair of boy shorts on, covering a very peach pair of cheeks; yummy. Anyway I got some massage oil and gently started to massage her back and shoulders, slowly working down to her butt. After I had spent about 20 minutes working on her back I moved down to her legs and slowly massaged her calves and her thighs, right up to the edge of her boy shorts, and in between her thighs. I could hear her making little sighs and groans as I worked up and down her thighs and made gentle stroking actions on the inside of her thighs that caused her almost to purr.

I said, “Okay, time to turn over so as I can finish the job for you.”

She rolled over to reveal that she hadn’t bothered to put on a bra, and there on show were a lovely pair of breasts that looked to be about a 32c… but even more interesting was the rather large cock that was protruding from the top of the boy shorts.

“I told you I was different,” she said.

I replied, “Makes no difference to me Shaffy,” and carried on with the massage. I worked my way round her boobs and down over her taught tum and ‘accidentally’ brushed against the top of her cock a couple of times, and each time she gasped and her cock twitched. I moved down to massage her legs. As I slid my hands up and down her legs she said, “Why don’t I get rid of these annoying boy shorts?” And simply sat up and peeled them off and exposed a rather superb example of a cock, it must have been at least 9 inches long and thick with it, how she managed to hide that in her knickers when she was dressed I will never know. She laid back down. I carried on rubbing her legs and looked her in the eyes and said, “I have always been very curious, do you mind if find out?”

She replied, “Darling Ricky, be my guest.”

As I slid up her legs this time I let my hands go further and stroked her cock and teased the head a little.