“Cum on my tits, Mike.”I didn’t hesitate. In seconds, my pants and boxers were around my ankles, and I was standing in front of her, cock in han.... I knew it wouldn’t take much. Liz’s cum coated my hand, lubricating my strokes. My head was still swimming with the taste and scent of her pussy.I stared at Cheryl as I masturbated over her breasts. She didn’t move or touch me. She sat there with her hands in her lap and met my eyes with calm, patient confidence.My orgasm hit me like a truck. My body. .. it's..." Are you mad about something?" Macy continued to prod obviously befuddled by Ashlee's outburst. Her befuddlement was easy to understand. She had no idea what had been going on over the last several weeks. She couldn't have. She hadn't even been around. A part of Ashlee really wanted to answer the question honestly, not holding back anything just to fill Macy in if only so she could have someone, anyone to vent her feelings to, but she couldn't. Something inside of her just wouldn't. “And I need some help on weight day because last time I overdid it and hurt my back, so wondering we can work out together on certain days.” We talk a few about what days we work out and come up with a schedule. “Thanks, my name is Ashley, call me Ash and start wearing something other than those sweatshirts, we need to get you out more,” she says with a smirk on her face. I laugh and walk out. First few workouts went smooth, I wore a regular t-shirt, and started to see that the work is doing. “Strap yourself in; we’re going to taxi out to the end of the strip and takeoff into the wind. See the windsock flying? Its pointing opposite the direction we need to takeoff.”“I see it now. There’s not much wind is there?”“No, less than ten knots.”“I know that term, we had it in school. It means nautical mile, and its 6076 feet, not 5280 feet like on land.”“Very good. You’re smart as well as beautiful.”“I’m not beautiful, I’m too tall and skinny. My butt is getting bigger and I just wish my.