And she was the object of that searing, soul-tearing lust.She sobbed and rubbed her snatch where the rough leather strap had chaffed her delicate puss... lips. The girl wasn't sure that this was what truly bothered her. More than the physical abuse was the knowledge that her cunt had begun to froth over with lust when the man had begun.She had liked it! And she wanted more. She shook and sobbed and wanted more. The workout with the other cheerleaders had aroused her. When she had come into the. Her friend knows what she's doing now. She feels her face flush with embarrassment. She's feels ashamed. She's suddenly terrified. Yet there was no denying the familiar tingle deep within her. She was unbelievably excited! "What the hell." she resolves to herself. "If I've got an audience, I might was well put on a good show." She looks into his eyes, smiles, and resumes with redoubled vigor. She's making a concious effort now to make extra-sweet sounds for her friend listening. An excited. It was his very own mobile “man cave”. When he finished a run and went to the house where his wife and kids lived, well, that was sort of just another stop for Chuck.His work pretty much kept Chuck in shape (he didn’t balk at helping the guys load and unload his truck. The faster he could get to the next pickup or delivery, the more bucks he’d make.Mary was not the ‘gym and spa’ type. Nor did keeping house and raising two kids practically single-handedly leave much energy for fitness pursuits.. Immediately I felt my cock begin to throb as I savored the view. Quickly I gave her the hose and returned to my lounge chair before my boner became too obvious. As she finished watering I watched her bend over to pick something up, her short shorts rode up on her ass cheeks giving me quite a nice view. My cock throbbed begging for attention as I closed my eyes fantasizing about fucking her. A minute later she called out to me thanking me for my help and asked if I would like to have a cold.