For a long moment he paused, allowing her to become accustomed to his size. Sweat poured off her as the heat between them rose. She wanted to kick the...covers to the floor and scream at him to fuck her senseless, but a small modicum of sanity prevented her. Instead she grabbed his hard thigh and pushed back against him, revelling in the sweet sensation of fullness.His fingers rubbed across her clit, creating a sensual rhythm as he thrust gently inside her. His breathing was harsh in her ear, but. She obviously knew how he liked his cock sucked. I hoped she didn't accidentally set him off.But then again, if she did we'd have the fun of starting all over again."I'm not jealous. I know you're not going to steal him from me. You're going away, he's staying here, and anyway he loves me at least as much as he loves you..." I love you more," he assured her, his voice choked with emotion, or maybe lust. "No offense, Dee." None taken," I answered, my own voice husky."Thank you," she told him. "Oh, that feels so sweet. Now please lick my pussy." She pushed my headdown lower and I found myself looking at what used to be her asshole. Itwas now surgically modified.It looked like a pussy. It wasn't a tight little rosebud anymore. Insteadit had been stretched and reformed. It had pretty little lips that Ilicked and then parted and found her opening. It too was wider with innerlips just like my wife's puss. I licked and when I fingered her shemoaned."Oh sweetheart, you are so good! You. The normal etiquette was for men to go nude in the steam room, and for sanitary reasons, we used the towels provided by the gym to sit on. This is one of the nicest steam rooms I’ve ever used, and I was surprised that it was not used that heavily. It was usually just me and maybe one or two other men who used the room, at least when I was there. There was one black man that I saw on my first Monday night at the gym, and when I saw him on Wednesday I thought that he might be on a similar workout.