Then again, he thought,somewhat amused as he caught a whiff of his gray T-shirt, I'm not exactlyspring-time fresh myself. I should probably just chalk...the odor up asbeing part and parcel of being inside a gym. As he approached the main workout area, he was pleased to see that one ofthe treadmills were free. Friday nights, gotta love 'em, he thought. Everyone else is out partying, so I can get a nice 40-minute jog donewithout waiting an equal amount of time for the damn treadmills to getclear.. She licked my finger clean like a good girl. We both were exhausted after this long session and slept hugging each other naked on bed.We woke up at 6 am and I wanted to pee strongly. I had some devilish fantasy in my mind. I kissed her good morning and told her to come with me in bathroom. I made her sit on commode and positioned my gun on her boobs. She got a hint what I was up to and quickly positioned herself holding her boobs with her hand. I started pissing all over her boobs and she. No. I can't think like that. I can't think of how he plays freely with my body and tells me all kinds of wonderfully kind things. He's such a charmer. If I listen to him, I'll just end up back on my knees with his big fat cockhead in my mouth. Again! I mean, er, penis head, I suppose. 'Cock' is such a nasty word. But Suzanne said that cockhead is the correct technical term. "Tiger, let me suck your cockhead. Mommy needs it in her mouth."God, give me strength. Please, Lord, please! Someone, help. But instead on this night she went straight for her large walk-in closet and began to change into her sleeping clothes. First came the salwar ; she slid them down over her slender legs, revealing just beneath her shirt a pair of white panties. Then she did something she rarely does at my house, which is take her shirt off completely before removing her bra. She took her shirt off and discarded it, and I could see her matching white bra cradling her gorgeous little breasts. Before long she was.