“Oh my, I can see why Miss Simone likes you!” she said looking up from my shorts. “Let’s give you some nice work out weights to get some ches... development; she loves nice broad muscular chests.” She placed the weights on the bar and promptly got into the safety position. But, But, But -she was straddling my head one leg either side, I could feel the panic rising! How can I concentrate on exercise when this foxy instructor has her pussy just inches from my nose and mouth. I could smell her. We laughed and played for a good ten minutes, before Cindi parked herself on my face, demanding I give her my full attention. Before she came, she lifted off and said, "Last night I TOLD YOU I was too sore to do it again. Why did you let me force you to make love to me?"Still in the spirit of our giggling, she added, "And you," pointing at Brenda, "Why didn't you screw him unconscious, so I couldn't force him to make me even more sore?"Don't I get any respect around here? I'm the one who's so. On the other hand, I used to stay alone in our home. Loneliness was making me feel so unhappy.Still, the thing that made me more unhappy was that Satish does not show interest in me anymore. He is so busy with his work that it seems like he had forgotten that he has a wife too. Yes, he still loves me, shows care to me.But I don’t get that warmth from him anymore. I don’t feel that touch from him now. It’s been more than 4 months since we had sex. I have started to forget the way his body used. I knew my anatomy well, but didn’t know what to do with it. If she was a virgin, she wouldn’t know much either. I felt her slit and rubbed her panties into it. When I found her clit, it was half out of her hood and sent a jolt up her body. My fingers slipped under her panties and I got my first feel of girl hair and damp pussy. It was glorious!“I tried to be gentle and respectful and maybe romantic, but my conscienceless dick was fighting me. I turned on the inside light and pulled down her.