Seated at the table were two deeply tanned, muscular men. "Here are yournew trainers. They gonna work with you, get you into shape." I noddedbut I ...ouldn't look away. The way they looked at me, like I was a toy orsomething to play with. Consuela gave a nod and I was dismissed. Iturned to leave and found I had company. A week later, well on my way togetting "fit," I tried to keep in step. There was a uniform I had towear. Way too tight bright red tee, teeny boy shorts with the back. During the aborted lesson, she had felt her father pressed against her and she was well aware of his hardness. When she first felt it, she wondered why he had become that way. Was it because he had to go to the bathroom? Was it something that she had done to cause it? Soon, she was sure that it was caused by their closeness. She felt it jump against her and she became acutely cognizant that her father's 'hardy' was pushing almost unnecessarily into her hip.She had been especially thankful when. He took on the Lords word more and more but only as a cover; he was following the boy who set him up, learning his routine. That shit was going to pay. Now, nearly two years after he had been put away, Nathan watched the fucker walking towards him, oblivious to his surroundings and his fate.* * *The old lady was astonished to see the gent striding powerfully up the hill. He still carried the stick, but now he was using it as a prop. She watched him appear at the left of her window, a determined. She dipped at the knees and her thighs parted. King's wet tongue slapped at her soaking, smoldering pussy from the front and Buck's tongue slid into her crotch from behind, then skimmed on up the crack of her ass. Doggy-slobber and pussy juice ran down the smooth slopes of her thighs."Ooooh," the horny teenager moaned, trembling as those long hot tongues swept into her steaming crotch. She dipped lower, hunkering down, her ass churning.Cindy didn't really intend to do anything awfully naughty..