..the even broader cumbersome head shoving my insides open for the heavy vein-rippled shaft behind...its slow prolonged progression up into me as it s...oved past my hips, waist, bellybutton, and then deep into my stomach. I felt like a small vulnerable a****l thrust on a huge spit of hard male flesh and roasting in a fire that came from inside rather than outside of my sexually intoxicated body. My groans, cries, and gasps strained into one long combined wailing sob of piercing pleasure. Antonio showed me the equipment that I was not familiar with and explained how to use it. We discussed which areas of my body I wanted to target. I told him I felt I needed to work on my legs, butt and abs. He looked me over and I felt self conscious under his gaze, but at the same time his eyes ignited me like a fire. He told me that to record my progress we were going to take starting measurements and then do weekly updates. He pulled out a tape measure and proceeded to measure different. The complete lap actually took me just over ten minutes. The rest of my fifteen minutes was spent getting the bike started and out of the parking lot. The ride up to the Brown Bag Palace took about ten minutes, because I got stuck at every stop light along the way.I saw the sign on the most visible corner of the parking lot. Helen had finally settled on the name, and had the sign made, after almost six months at the location. I loved the place and the atmosphere, but most of all I guess I loved. .. but for her, all three qualities were represented by his cock. She was beyond turned on at the though of being possessed by such a weapon, and her finger turned into an enveloping hand. It was soon joined by the other — for both were necessary to encompass his breadth — and she stroked him in wonder and awe, circling the thick crown and caressing him all the way to the base, then varying the motion by moving her hands in different directions. Even lifting his shaft high enough to caress his.