His right hand was too sore and swollen. But he could run. He stretched, limbering up, and then he ran.He ran mindlessly round and round the track as ...is brain whirred like a computer lost in a "do loop." The weight of his emotions slowed him. Several times he wanted to stop, but he gritted his teeth and pushed onward. He ran until he was exhausted with his legs as heavy as lead and his breath coming in great gasps. He sat in the steam room for twenty minutes, took a shower, and redressed.Early. He took one, and as he reached the plate back towards the counter, he took a bite. Then he coughed and dropped the plate to the floor, smashing it into pieces and sending brownie all over the kitchen.He continued coughing as he started to laugh, then he said to me, “What the fuck was that? That was the worst thing I’ve ever tasted. Thank god you are sexy as fuck because you are a shitty cook. You would think a chubby girl like you would be better at making dessert.”Chuck just continued to be a. She could feel herself warming up and she was so comfortable, she found herself daydreaming. She smiled to herself and settled in. Her mind started to wander, and thanks to her sensual surroundings, the daydreams quite quickly started to turn her on. She lightly bit her lower lip as she dreamt of touching and kissing her Ms. Monroe look-alike off to her left. The tingle between her legs was becoming more and more evident, and after some intense internal debate, she fought off the urge to touch. Standing up, I cracked open my window still stroking my cock to hear what they were saying. The girl being face fucked in between gasps for air was chanting "more, more, do it, feed me..." My neighbors daughter was humping her, grinding her shorts covered pussy against he mouth and I could clearly hear her moaning and saying "eat me, take it bitch...eat my shorts..." i opened the window more and it squeezed....I froze. My neighbors daughter looked up to see me in the window staring at the scene.