K. 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. When she got to my legs, her hands went up under the towel, again, not unusual, but she worked them higher than she had in the past, and her hands brushed against my balls lightly. That did start to arouse me and my cock hardened a bit. She finished my legs without any more touching of my balls, so I figured she had just accidentally brushed them.I turned over and my cock was still semi-hard. I was glad that she was using a towel, not a sheet. I did not want her to notice that. She again. A combination of surprise and pleasure could be heard in her moans and they encouraged me to keep going. My tongue found its way to that little rosebud and I could felt her tightening up as my tongue just barely slipped in the slightest bit.She reached down a spread her lips, accidentally touching my chin and making me aware that she was rubbing herself. I pressed my tongue a little harder now, not trying to enter her ass really, but just to apply good pressure to it. "Oh fuck me!" Those words. Gwen just grinned."Oh yeah, nearly forgot!" she cried, as with one swift motion she whippedBen's new hoodie off, revealing a lilac top with spaghetti straps."Better ring this up too!"The clerk burst out laughing but did as she was asked, while a furiouslyblushing Ben quickly pulled his hoodie back on. Gwen paid for theclothing (with Ben's money, of course), and pulled her girlified cousinout of the store.Ben immediately pulled his hood up, trying not to draw too much attentionto himself..