Chapter 16: Treatment Done

I smirked to myself. Alexa and Andy had a serious age gap. Folks said women in their thirties were at their sexual peak, and the way she melted at the slightest touch said it all. Andy strutted around during the day, but at night, he probably couldn't get it up. I kept my expression neutral and kept things simple as I massaged Alexa, my hands steady and firm. Every so often, I brushed one of Alexa's sensitive spots, and she let out soft, breathy moans. Her lashes drooped, she caught her lower lip...