‘If you pull me down on top of you again, I’m going to be so angry with you.’ As she turned him over her expression changed. The man had a seren...ly happy look on his face, but showed no sign of breathing. She put her ear to his chest. The stern expression left her face, to be replaced by one of alarm. ‘No! You can’t do this to me! You can’t leave me, John! I’m the older one–I should go first!’ Tears ran from her eyes as she got off the bed, went to the telephone and dialled 999 for the. The fist was of a guy facing the camera taken in what looked like his bedroom, from the neck down, he had a slim build, naked from the waist up, no hair on his chest, nice nipples and wearing jeans with the belt buckle open and his hands ready to pull down the jeans. Interesting i thought and opened the next pic, this had the same background but his jeans were down around his knees, no underwear and his cock was hanging down between his legs with the tip of it hidden beneath the folds of his. "But first I'm going to do the house cleaning while you watch. I want you to sit here and stroke your cock while you watch me bend over. Then I'm going to play with your cock with my feather duster. Then you will be ready to have what's in my panties while I have this big love tool of yours."I went down on Rich's cock to make it nice and moist with my tongue so he could play with it for me while I worked. It is always a turn on for me watching a man stroke his big cock. And even a bigger turn. I found an empty bench, put my sports bag on it, and began to take off my tracksuit top. Moving away from the others to avoid being in the way, I started doing some stretching and Tai Chi breathing exercises to prepare myself mentally.I had turned away from the others to be absorbed in my breathing, when I heard a familiar voice say, “Look who it is If it isn’t the good Samaritan. There won’t be anyone to save you after I finish with you on the track today.”I turned gave him a sneer then turned.