I had covered those beauties multiple times with my cum, and still fantasize that.By occupation Eve is a psychologist, and after I recently chatted wi...h her, i learned that she would give a speech in a psychology seminar in Copenhagen. Better yet, the 3 day seminar would be held the same exact dates as my work trip. I bluntly asked if she would want to catch up with a cup of coffee, and of course she said yes. No one mentioned any sexual activities, but it only raised the tension of the. Will you teach me how?”“Teach you how to lift weights?” I asked. I was shocked.“I know it’s not, like, rocket science or anything, but I’m sure there’s a right way and a wrong way to do it.”I didn’t like the idea. I saw female bodybuilders in my weightlifting magazines, and I thought they were gross. Courtney did lots of flips and jumps as a cheerleader, and she was already muscular enough as far as I was concerned. “Why do you want to start lifting weights?” I asked. “I don’t think it’s going. Back at the hotel a few of us went to the bar and had a few games of pool which I am sure took much longer than usual. We all consumed a few more beers and flirted with the gorgeous barmaid, who gave as good as she got.The barmaid who I shall call Lisa had earlier in the day doubled as the receptionist and I had noticed how stunning she was then, she was in her mid twenties, blond and not a typical skinny bird but probably a good size 12 with a great cleavage. I also noticed she wore a wedding. "Wow, now we've both had sex with the three closest guys in my life. That's steaming hot, don't you think, son?" He nodded and switched nipples. He sucked on it for me and made me have to break eye contact numerous times. "You're making me wet the couch again, son, what the fuck? Don't you like the couch?" He chuckled a tad, but didn't halt his pleasing. I reached over to his crotch and managed to undo his shorts. Without taking his mouth off my tit, he pushed down his shorts and boxers to give.