She pressed her fingers into that sensitive area between his balls and asshole, and felt his cock throb as he continued to hammer away at her cunt. He... fingers trailed a little farther up and pressed against his asshole.Andy grunted and started driving his cock into her cunt all the faster. Her exploring hand and fingers were turning him on. Shivers breezed up his spine, and he knew he was about to come.The magnificence of her tits, the tight grip of her pussy on his cock and the deft handiwork. My NASA thong immediately dampened and clung."Okay, who opened the fucking tuna," Major Dallas inquired gruffly? Ripley snickered and pointed an accusing finger at me like a kindergartener ratting out a classmate for farting. With eyes watering, Dallas sat firmly in charge at the command helm surveying the computer screens, looking ruggedly masculine, a cross between Robert Mitchum and Clint Howard. Suddenly the intercom crackled and popped. "This is ground control to Major Tim." What the fuck. With this thought in mind I decided to head into town and hit up the local gym. Getting there pretty late the gym was almost empty, just me, a middle-aged woman behind the counter, and a girl about my age on the treadmill.I started my workout by stretching for about ten minutes and then began my routine. In between every set, however, I found myself staring at the girl on the treadmill. She was short, about 5’ 2”, black hair, and thanks to tight yoga pants it was clear she had an amazing ass.. His scarred, seamed face deformed hideously as he smirked. Lovely women liked to pretend that ugly guys like him didn’t exist, looking right through him. Their indifference to his needs spoke to him of their unknowing need for a strong educating male hand. He knew what was required, so here was another snotty bitch being cut down to size and taught to pay close attention. The part he really liked in the present set-up was the large greased dildo that was rammed up her cunt, projecting.