His hands were working magic on my body. I was in a virtual trance and thoroughly enjoying the experience when I heard a familiar whimper. I knew inst...ntly it was Melissa.Looking to my left, I saw the veiled outline of the very black Jamaican on top of Melissa pumping her pussy, with what I’m sure is a very big cock. Melissa was multi-orgasmic and would whimper like a cat when in the throes of orgasms.“Hey Mon, like what you see and hear, white missy getting fucked good by big Jamaican cock?”. I turned to look over at Steve who was standing there watching me with a big smile on his face. He came over to the machine next to me and didnt say anything at first as he started his reps. Finally, he looked over and asked me how many sets I did on the calf machine and then we started a whole conversation about workouts, the gym, and just random chit chat. Then he asked me what color my eyes were. I showed them that they were blue. Something very attractive about a blue-eyed brunette. He. "Is this what you expected when you came here this morning?" I had to admit that it wasn't. "But you thought about it, didn't you?" I moaned and mumbled a blissful affirmative through her panties. "You didn't think I'd actually do it when you suggested I took my panties off, I know. But you got naked anyway. Just in case, or were you just being naughty?" A little of both, I guess. And .... ooooh, God yes!.... it doesn't feel like you mind. Since we're on the subject, I love what I'm. Tania felt good spanking the eighteen-year-old who had taken advantage of a lie to take her daughter’s place in the play. Emma liked the fact she was spanking a woman over twice her own age. In fact it encouraged her to apply for the job Trainee Disciplinarian at the Discipline Centre that was being advertised. She reckoned from the way Sharon was crying out that she had the knack for it. Eventually Tania and Emma looked at each other and decided they should stop. They reckoned neither Sharon.