I came directly here, luckily Wendy sends me a detailed minute schedule of everything she does. I wanted to surprise her. I haven't even tried to call...Carl yet." She said."I would be willing to bet Carl is over to the house watching sports on the big screen with the Dad's," I replied. "Let's see if we can sneak you into the gym until we find out."A careful check of the lobby and office indicated that she was working in the tanning booth. I slipped Susan into the class room and set things in. Pulling the side of her bottom lip in between her teeth, she raised her eyebrows coyly and traced her gaze down his torso before slowly raising it to meet his again. Then, answering his previous question with as much dominion as she could muster:“Face to face, so I can see how good I feel.”Not even this new Dillon could remain unphased by that comment and his eyes widened as he coughed in shock. He knew she had to feel amazing. He’d imagined it so many times already – her warm softness wrapped. ‘I guarantee to give the best ride in these parts.’Because he looked like a young Omar Sharif, I returned his grin.‘Next time I need a good ride I’ll think of you,’ I assured him.The dash into the pub took me all of a second, but still I got soaked. Hesitating a moment, sheltered in the entrance, I assessed the place. It was brand-spanking-new and, despite my extensive experience of local watering holes, it wasn’t a venue I’d been in before. In fact it must have been built since I left home.To. Gasping I released Cindy’s breast and said, “I am going to cum. You have to stop or I am going to cum!” Cindy pressed her chest down on me and said, “Good, she likes to swallow every drop of man juice or should I say, boy juice she can get. She is such a slut!”That word did it. Sylvia’s touch; her ability to suck and tongue and play with my balls had me pushed right to the edge, but it was the single word, “Slut” and all that it meant to me that registered in deep in my brain. I was with a.