I don’t know how you are about exercising, but dedicated gym rats like myself get off on it. It’s not sexual, but the endorphins released are simi...ar. When we can’t do it, we go through something close to withdrawal. But I did want to get back into it, so I listened to my doctor and didn’t even try yoga. I found myself staring at my running shoes and day-dreaming of the miles I was missing. A few of my friends tried to keep me busy, but I was jonesing without the rush of a hard workout. My. He tells me to get up. I glimpse in the mirror at my ass and enjoy the cherry-red coloration. My hands reach back and stroke my ass, and I feel the delightful heat emanating from my well-chastened cheeks.I take his hand and lead him to my waiting bed. I crawl onto the bed on my hands and knees and place my waiting bare ass in the air and awaiting his pleasure. He approaches and grabs my waist, caressing it, then moving his hands to my cleft, spreading my cheeks, then using his fingertips to. It felt so incredibly good to do that. The emotional chemistry between Mara, Omar, and myself, was exhilarating; and it didn't take long before I knew I had to ejaculate. As I did, I tried not to make a sound, but that was hard to refrain from; so I just went ahead and blasted my long-pent-up load of sperm into the sink---and it surprised me at how much sperm I had, as well as at the force with which I ejaculated; shooting much further than I typically did back home in the evenings! But, above. What ever the reason, it was because she deserved it. Yet as she again looked around the room she still felt that awful feeling of dread."Now remember Horse-face, when the nice man comes in to talk to us, to keep that back arched, those legs crossed and to smile the whole time." Yes Mother."A couple of minutes later the door opened and in walked a seedy greasy haired man. Mother stood to shake his hand as Erin remained seated like her mother instructed."Hello I'm Joe West, porn star manager.".