He sees her glance at it, and she raises her head up, to meet his eyes with a smile. Her hands move onto his thighs, moving up slowly, as she reads hi... mind. As her hands reach the waistband, she whispers to him, telling him how wet he has made her, and her fingers slide under the elastic. He moans with the thought of what is about to happen, and replies to her, telling her that she can see how hard he is for her, only her. Her hand lightly touches the head of his cock under the waistband, and. You will know more as the story goes on I was at the gym one day when I saw this new guy there. He had to be in his early to mid 30's, he had shoulder length brown hair, blue eyes, and the body of the that would make any girl cream her panties. I'm not sure how long I was staring at him when he looked over at me. I just smiled and could feel my cheeks starting to get red with embarrassment. I thought to myself, “Oh my god how long was I staring at him?” I went on with my workout but I couldn't. As she was moving she looked backward and gave a wicked smile. I knew this was a sign.I adjusted my shorts and started to move outside of the pool. My mama interrupted me and asked where I was going. I said hesitatingly “Just wanna roam around for some time” and moved. I swiftly walked towards women’s changing room. I first looked if anyone was there but luckily no one was there.I moved in searched for my mami. I checked every bathroom she was nowhere to be found but finally, at the last. " But," Christi wondered, "I always thought convent girls wore chastity belts when they went out and got implants to keep them from, you know, ever wanting sex." Yeah, that's true," Daddy explained, "but it's hard to make the kind of money a sexretary does. A lot of times their husbands insist they go to work without their belts because they need the extra income." But, Daddy, wouldn't that be kind of boring for her, you know, to always be having to do things she's really not interested in?".