She moaned, and he worried that she was in pain. But she was thrashing in ecstasy, feeling the wonderful pressures that he created deep inside her. Sh... thrust her hips, trying to take in still more of him, and he matched her movements with his own. They found a rhythm, slow at first and then increasing in speed and force until Shannon’s breath came in short, moaning pants. Andy knew that she was coming, and this pushed him over the edge. He came with her, his own hot liquid spurting deep inside. I looked at her ass now full-on. No more sneaky glances. It was beautiful and round in her tight lycra shorts. I put one hand on her ass. It was smooth and hot from the workout. I moved it around, down to her croch...feeling where her pussy was. No way to tell through the sweat-wicking fabric if she was wet. I hoped so. I assumed so. I hooked my fingers under the top of her shorts and I peeled them down. They were tight so it took a little effort as they peeled away from her sweaty skin -- over. “Wow, that was fun,” she said, gasping for air. We were both out of breath as we opened the front door. Sherry’s father was at the table looking over catalogues with his calculator next to him. Mary was at the stove, stirring a big pot of soup. “We just came for some bagels,” Sherry said. John looked up at both of us, but didn’t say a word. “These bagels are wonderful,” Mary said. “John already had three.” She turned to John, “Tell Pete what you said about the bagels.” John looked up, but. ” She giggled. “I wonder.” She turned around and smiled, and I grabbed her, and pulled her to me, and kissed her. “You know you should be more careful when you come in. Anyone could be waiting inside. And when they see someone as sexy as you, who knows what they might do.” “No, please show me what they might do.” I smiled and grabbed her and turned her around. Then I pushed her up against the wall. “Well they might do something like this.” I reached down and grabbed her pants and pulled them.