Thestrands were unraveling one after another until all that was left was abare chest. Her boobs were significantly smaller and seemed more like asize ... than a size C. At this point we were both incredibly scared andconfused because we knew what was going to come next.Carefully handling her shorts like a surgeon making the first incision, Iproceeded to unzip the fly. A bulge, fuck a bulge. Right there in my owngirlfriend's boxers. The bulge was getting bigger, more erect as thecool, outside air. But in all honesty, she was far from that. I also enjoyed working out with her because she pushed herself hard, as I did in my training. We had just started on the bench press station when my phone rang, it was Lexie. This was the first time since we had dinner that she had called. I answered the phone quickly, it had been a while. “Hey Chris, what are you up to?”, she asked. “I’m at the gym working out.” I replied. “Oh, sorry. How about you call me when you get home?”, she responded. “Sure, no. I reached my slit, my finger snaking in to find my clit covered in my juices. I flicked my finger back and forth quickly, my legs opening slightly, opening up my cunt to my probing fingers. I watched with feelings I had not felt before. I wanted to be her. I wanted my pussy pounded, a cock ravaging my body. "Fuck me you stud," grunted Jill. "Fuck my pussy! Harder!" she growled."I'm going to cum," Dad grunted, slapping her right cheek with his hand. The pop made me jump. "Yes!" Dad almost. Will wascertainly proud of his families work in Vegas, but it wasn't the onlyplace he was proud of their work.Bottom line - he knew Tony Bennito, likely knows Harris Tally and James.Who was I kidding? He probably knows everyone I'd probably run intothese past couple weeks. He was now a piece of the puzzle for which Iwould try to get more information on over pillow talk I thought tomyself. I probably should have been worried to know Will was connectedto all this life I was living, but he seemed.