They aren’t that big you goof, I hope by that you mean that you like looking at them.’ ‘I adore looking at them,’ he replied. ‘I especially ...iked how they bounced while you were tickling me.’ ‘Nonsense,’ she replied, ‘you were in no shape to notice.’ She was sitting just over his middle thighs. She reached down and wrapped her hand around him, and he immediately regained most of the hardness he’d lost during the tickle ambush. This time it was her eyes that roamed over him, and he who enjoyed. .. We were a lot more friendly to each other after that, I saw him regularly, and being able to see him naked from behind in the showers was always a treat... I felt pretty comfortable around him, he just had a way of making me feel relaxed. A month or so later, I had lost the weight I wanted and had a pretty flat stomach now, and I worked my glutes into a nice firm/soft rounded shape, but I kept going to the gym just to see Daniel. Well, what happened was after one of our work outs, we were. Both of us loved gore 'cause it made us horny as fuck. Whispering into her ear, telling her how I'd love to ram my cock in to her cunt as she watched people being killed only made her moan. Reaching her hand down, she felt my cock pushing against it's limits in my pants. Returning the deed, she reaching and started sliding her fingers along the head of my dick.I took a moment to stop rubbing her clit to suck off her juices. Using the moment where I wasn't flicking her clit, I used both hands to. . until I remembered the posters up the bar announcing the regular Saturday night strip show. I tried to tear my eyes away from the girl's almost naked and very attractive form... but it was difficult and my pecker was already showing signs of interest. Sudden realisation that this was so forced me to hurry out of the toilet/impromptu changing room - well, what would the women in there think seeing another female with the tent sprouting out of the middle of her dress? And what would happen to.