Oh please! Please let me suck your cocks! Please let me worship your body while I blow you.’ Everything had suddenly gotten very surreal for Scott. ...ive minutes ago he was just posing in front of the mirror checking his progress, and now there was a guy in the locker room begging to suck his cock because he had flexed in front of the guy. While some part of his brain was still trying to process those facts, another part noticed that the guy, whose name Scott still did not know past Stalker. I shut my eyes tight and tried to do the same with the place that he was fondling. I raised my hips to relieve the intensity of the sensation, which was almost more than I could bear. "Please," I gasped, "Don't keep doing that. Please, I can't bear it. Make love to me...properly... I don't want to...to..."He stopped immediately. He squatted and he drew me down on him. My legs went quite naturally around his hips, as if they had always belonged there, and he held me in the air while he. I“Hello, Women’s Private Gym, this is Anita, how may I help you?” “Uh, my name is Sushma and I saw your ad in the underground paper and was thinking about maybe joining, could you please tell me a little bit about it, I mean the cost and everything!?!” “Well, Sushma,” Anita replied smoothly, “our gym has very competitive rates with other gyms in the area, but with one big exception, we don’t have any men to interrupt and bother us, so you can more or less let your hair down and get your work. I spied the key to the neighbors house sitting on the kitchen shelf and took it and went over to their place. Nicely secluded in trees, I let myself in. Well, I went to town there that day. I had her bras and panties out on the bed, sorting them into sets, then ones I liked, then ones I'd steal and arrived at two I think matching bra and panty sets. One black and one white from memory. A new item I hadn't seen anywhere before with a strip of material between the legs and not much else (it was a.