1. Just the Six of Us Ch.6


    Date: 3/24/2016, Categories: Taboo, Author: vaskeii, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    it to her. She looked confused. He wrapped it around her neck and d****d it across her chest, completely covering her cleavage. "What the hell is wrong with you?" She laughed, her chest shaking beneath the towel. "Thanks," she said, rolling her eyes. "For what it's worth," he said, turning and trying to look her in the eyes, "I think they were meant for you. Beauty and brains," he said, smiling. She smiled and headed back upstairs. Mike headed back to the living room. He glanced at the TV and sighed. It was on a Spanish channel. Emma was sure to have bought the 'I'm watching TV not your ass' routine he had thrown her earlier. He switched channels to Sports Center. An hour or so later, Danni and Beth both came back down, sitting down in the den and wrestling the remote away from Mike. Danni lay with her head on his shoulder, idly watching and flipping through the channels. Beth had a thick book in her hand, Atlas Shrugged, or some equally difficult book to read. Sarah came out of her room, planted a kiss on everyone's cheek and headed off to the washroom to start the day's laundry. Emma came back from her run a few minutes later, limping and holding one of her thighs. "Ow, ow, ow." She was saying limping over and pouting at her b*****r. He knew what she wanted and rolled his eyes, leaning up and gesturing to the floor in front of him. She grinned and laid down, feet towards him on her stomach. She was wearing her spandex running shorts, he noticed and suddenly realized what ...
    a bad idea this was. Mike thought unsuccessfully for a few seconds for a way out of the difficult situation, before he gave up and decided to do it quickly and get it over with. He rubbed his hands together for a few seconds to warm the chill out of them. He'd be massaging three more women before too long, he realized. He wished briefly that he wasn't so good it. "Liar" Emma's spandex running shorts came to just below her buttocks, which were pressing tightly against the sleek blue fabric, threatening escape. Mike began to run his hands from her ankle upwards, kneading and prodding gently on the muscles until he got to her thigh. As he reached the sore muscles just below her apple like ass, she moaned and raised her butt in the air a foot or so, arching her back in pain. "Sorry," he said, releasing the pressure. "It's a good pain," she said, relaxing a bit. He glanced at his other two s****rs in the room, both of them looking away as his head turned. 'Strange,' he thought. He kept gently pressing and rubbing her thighs, trying to find the spot that elicited the reaction from earlier. Sure enough, his fingers pressed on a familiar spot and her butt came up, her back arching like a cat. "Oh... my... god... BITE IT, SLAP IT, FOR GOD'S SAKE DO SOMETHING TO IT." 'What if I just look at it in a suggestive manner,' Mike chuckled internally. "Damn you!" Her ass looked exquisite when she arched like that. It pressed outward and upwards, accentuating the womanly curve as her muscles ...