So, what's the harm, if I jack off thinking about Reese's tits? Doesn't mean I would ever do it even if I had the chance. I'm just jacking off, right?...So I'm sure she'd understand. I hope he understands. Well, he'll never know anyway, so why worry? Oh man, he is hitting all the right spots. He just kissed my tummy and now his head is moving down, and he is pressing his face into my bush. Bush - I think he's heard that term before - yeah - that's what I'll call it. He is caressing my whole bush. This seemed a little weird at first but then i thought nothing of it and continued to work out listening to my music.At 3:45am I decided that I had worked out enough for the day so went upstairs to the changing rooms to have a shower and get changed. I got to the changing room it was a nice spacious area, in through the doors down a little corridor into a rectangle room with a long bench in the middle down the length of the room and lockers on all the sides but one that had an archway leading. I hope that I don't have to worry about anything that happened that night, coming back to haunt me." Rhonda, I'm not like that. No matter what happens in private stays private. On my way here from Japan, my mom and I spent a couple of months touring Europe. During that time, she taught me quite a bit about life. One of the things I learned is what happens when a man and a woman meet. It doesn't matter whether it's holding hands or full-blown sex that any recollection shouldn't ever cross my. I’m gonna go work out real quick and then my uncle wanted me to help him with some moving a couch from granny’s house,” he informed the attractive slim woman with the generous ass. “What about you?”“I’m at the beauty shop. Just waiting. You know I’ll be in here for about four or five hours,” the past homecoming queen and current elementary school teacher giggled.“Yeah, I know. What do you want for dinner? I feel like grilling tonight.”“Lucky me. How about some salmon?”“Deal. Sides?”“You make.