She stood up and left. I started teaching the lesson and an hour passed, so the yoga class was over and still no sign of Amy. As the last girl left, I...waved her goodbye and picked up Amy's and my own yoga mats and walked out of the yoga room towards the main entrance of the gym. I was about to text Amy when I saw her on one of the machines and standing right behind her was the same black guy who whistled at us earlier.Amy was doing some machine to workout her quads and butt which required her. I figured that the only downside was that the trip would turn frosty. But it was just as likely that she would either refuse and then just not discuss it, or be shocked and not react at all. But I also figured it was fifty-fifty that she would go for it. And I was more than gratified at her completely casual acceptance of my instructions.And she was so casual, almost placid, that I wanted to see just how far I could push her. I wanted to see if she was just OK with the cock sucking, or if I had. At this point everything seemed to go in slow motion. It took a few seconds but then it hit me, there was my mom and dad standing in the entryway talking to Bill.I guess this is the point where I should describe what my mom and dad look like. My mom looks a lot like the mom on “That 70’s Show”. My dad is my height but weights about 220lbs; he’s got that middle-aged potbelly, and has lost most of his hair.I panicked and dove into the room to my left, the couple’s room.Jan was sitting on the. Damn, I’m hot for your back and shoulders, if nothing else.” Terry wondered about her breasts, covered by her exercise clothing. “Harold, I don’t think Marcyne is ready for a full group.” Marcyne looked relieved. “Let’s take her to my bedroom.”Terry, who was wearing a casual skirted exercise outfit, sort of like a black wet-look tennis outfit, looked softly at Marcyne. “OK, you get to call the shots here. The rest of us will have fun no matter what, but I know this is new and challenging for.