Keeping an even pace, my wet mouth and hand moved up and down, rhythmically stroking my married lover's cock.There was no hurry as I jerked and sucked...Martin's manly meat as best I could. Soon his pubic hair was wet from spit and pre cum. I placed both my hands around the base of his cock, massaging the wetness around the pubes, spreading it over the lower part of his belly. 'Fuck, don't stop doing that,' I was told, as if I had any intention of doing that. I loved feeling his cock throb as my. He swiped in through the security doors and headed for the change rooms. The change room was all white tiles and metal lockers. It had a muggy feel from the nearby shower. He was grateful it was empty so he wouldn't need to interact with anyone. He went to the nearest locker, opened it, and stashed his belongings before going back to the gym floor. He had just finished a set at the squat rack when he heard someone else walking around the gym. He looked over and saw a well built black man. Aur tu bol rahi hai mai hawa me baat fek raha hoon? For the moment I was taken aback listening to such a comment about my own aunt. My aunt had a heavy figure at least compared to my mom. She had big boobs and big hips. I tried to imagine the scene as uncle told that she is coming out of the toilet after the bath and wearing her panty in front of uncle. Me: Chachi kya nangi bahar aati hai toilet se? Ya fir aj jaise mai nikli uncle ke samne waise? I murmured within myself. I was feeling a. As he had left, I didn't see the need to cover myself up immediately so started with the nail varnish. That was awkward to get right as I hadn't done it before and my hands were shaking but eventually I had me fingers and toes done. Lipstick - I didn't have a clue but I think I did an ok job. Once I had worked out which way round the wig went, that was easy. Finally the swim suit went on as did the flip flops. I have to say I played for time a bit by sitting on his bed for a few minutes.