All Chapters of Dangerous Pleasures: Chapter 1901 - Chapter 1910

She found the dryer and put her blouse in it. Then returned to the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her chest.Harry's disappointment returned as he saw Tracy come back into the bathroom with a towel covering her massive rack. "Damn bitch! Take it off already!" He thought to himself. Luckily for Harry, she let it fall to the side as she sat back down and reached for his leg again.Tracy had to bend down to get at Harry's leg so the towel had to go. She thought nothing of it actually. She was so preoccupied with helping this poor old man with his condition that she just began doing what needed to be done. He was too old for her to make a sexual connection with, or so she thought at the time.Mr. Goodson finally caught a break. Sitting within arm's reach of him was the most beautiful, buxom, hottest woman he had ever seen. Her full, round snow-white tits were bursting out of the low-cut bra she wore. Nearly half of her breasts were exposed and in full view of the dirty-minded old bl

What puzzled her was that she was thinking about stroking that marvelous black penis she had in her hands earlier that day. It was the first time she had ever fantasized about someone other than her husband, and she found herself doing it throughout the evening. She quickly put the thought out of her mind as she prepared herself for bed.That night as Tracy, the good Samaritan was preparing to sleep, she thought about poor Mr. Goodson and his dreadful condition. "I wonder how I can better help him?" She pondered. "Maybe I should buy some special therapeutic oils and a massage table. Where would I go to get a massage table?" There was much she needed to do before her next visit on Thursday.The next day, Tracy stopped by a day spa after a trip to the grocery store and picked up some massage oils to help Mr. Goodson's circulation. She asked about a massage table and discovered they were not as easy to come by as she once thought. She ordered a portable one for $200.00 that would arrive

"Well, the doctor told me this might happen. He said that once I began to resume my circulation treatment, that the pain may intensify until I get on a regular schedule. Yesterday, when you were gone, I had the worst time with the pain. I had to sit in my recliner nearly the whole darned day! Is there anything you can do to maybe see about coming over on other days as well as Tuesdays, and Thursdays, if I ever get...too stiff, or my circulation needs help? I tried calling the nurses association and they said that I need to ask my wife or a friend, that they didn't do those circulation massages anymore."Harry was knee-deep in his bullshit, but he had a pretty good notion that Tracy was a natural submissive who had been pretty seriously neglected for several years and was eager to serve. Combine this with a sexual appetite that she was only now beginning to recognize and he knew he could be fucking her several times a week in the very near future.He gave her the best sad face he could

He began to stroke his cock while looking at her left tit, but she still didn't notice. He decided to be more obvious. He grabbed his Viagra-enriched cock at the middle and started jacking off slowly. He was already about ninety percent hard. She would surely see his big, black cock in her peripheral vision.Tracy loved the part of Forrest Gump where the boy out ran the bullies and broke free from his braces. She smiled and was about to look over to see if Mr. Goodson was also enjoying the scene when something caught her eye."Is Mr. Goodson stroking himself next to me? Oh my! Why would he be doing that?" She did not want to turn her head because she would then be expected to say something and react in some way. She focused her eyes as far left as she could to see as much as possible without turning her head. She felt excited and curious and even a little scared. She could just make out his right hand moving up and down the shaft. He was definitely stroking himself. She thought "Was h

Tracy rang the bell. It seemed every time she visited Mr. Goodson's house, she became a little more excited. After being alone all night with Jim too drunk to come home, she was the one who felt she needed companionship today!"Well hello there, Angel!" Harry smiled a wide grin. "Are you rested up?"She thought it strange he should ask such a question. "I am. How about you, Mr. Sleepy-head!""You must be talkin' about my nap. I was pretty tired after our session yesterday, alright."Before Tracy entered his house, she opened her arms and hugged him. She hadn't hugged him before. He eagerly returned her hug and as they were breaking away, he kissed her briefly on her lips. Electricity coursed through her veins for that instant. Her pussy became wet and she blushed. The entire exchange took her off guard."How are you today, Mr. Goodson?" She did her best to regain her composure."Oh, not so great. I had trouble urinating this morning. Not sure why. Probably need more work on my groin a