"Not exactly," she giggled. I found her voice to be intoxicating, a deep husky tone that made my cock stir with anticipation."I love working out, but ... hate the cheesey atmosphere at the local gym," she explained. "I've got the extra bedrooms here, so I thought I'd buy some equipment and setup my own home workout space." Great idea," I said. "Let's wrangle this bad boy upstairs. I'll even help you set it up if you like." Thanks Scott, you are quite the gentleman."If she knew the dirty thoughts. They clustered around and talked quietly. "I've been thinking," she told them. "I don't know why we piss up a day off on Saturday getting groceries and packing them, unless it's one of those 'we've always done it that way before' things. What would you say if I got together with Al when we get in and ask him if we can get started early Sunday morning? I know the damn grocery store is open all night. We might be a couple hours late getting to Lee's to rig, but hell, we spend half a day sitting. I didn’t want to take advantage of you.”“You’re a nice guy, Grey.”She left it at that. I had so much that I wanted to say, but couldn’t. I didn’t know if it was a ten-year-old lust boiling to the surface or not, but felt genuine chemistry with Summer after spending less than a day with her. I obviously didn’t want to admit this to Summer, but being with Melissa left me with some self-confidence issues, especially when it came to my penis size. Having seen Jalen, I made some assumptions and even. When they were all ready, Sam would spread her legs wide. Steve would float into her arms, suckling the breasts that floated enticingly before him. She would grow impatient. "God, I need your cock in me," she'd sob, "I need that big, beautiful monster inside now. Fuck me, Steve, fuck me!" He'd wiggle his dick over her cunt for just a few seconds and then plunge in, spearing her. Bobbi Jo would press her naked body to his back, urging him on. "Shove it into her," she'd say, "fuck her good,.