I did notice he spotted her on the squat rack a little too closely. I was on the benchpress struggling to put up 135 when he came over and lent a hand...His crotch was directly over my face as he lifted the bar off my chest. I thanked him and he offered to help me do some negative reps, which I eagerly agreed to, secretly enjoying the view I was being afforded. With each rep, his spandex package would come within inches of my face. I was so mesmerized I did’t notice Amanda sneak up.She straddled. Complete with the most luxuriously long hair.I dubbed her "Amway II", because the long hair distinguished her so clearly from her short-cropped predecessor, though both had similar faces, bodies, and attire. Not to mention endearing smiles and 'live-and-let-live' attitudes."Now suppose you explain to me why we should tolerate your continued presence!"I had zipped my fly all the way up and was ready to do battle."You don't get it--do you, "Mr. Pecs?!" she taunted, poking me harshly in the chest. It appears that you had quite a bit of fun with them the other day. I like fun too you know.”With that mom took my hand off the stick shift and placed it under her dress right at her crotch. She took over the shifting and let me play with her pussy. Mom’s pussy was a lot bigger and her lips were puffier that the other two girls had been. She was really wet too and said that it was all my fault. So with an invitation like that I poked around in her wet hole and rubbed her clit. She almost had an. She wandered out to the bar patio for a cigarette. She sat in a chair, not bothering to wipe the snow from the seat. She barely noticed the cold and wetness soaking into her pants, proving she wasn't as snapped out of her funk as she hoped. She pulled her Camels from her pocket, using her Chicago Blackhawks lighter, exhaling the smoke and watching it dance slowly in the cold air. Leah stared into the sky, watching the stars. Half way through her smoke, the outdoor silence was broken by someone.