She smiled widely at Jack and he nervously returned her smile. ‘Fucking she’s a bit old for me,’ Jack thought as her face came into view. ‘But...she ain’t half bad for an old bitch.’ She unlocked the small storage compartment behind the seat. She pulled out the blue tarp that she normally used to cover her bike and flicked it open and spread it on the ground. ‘Now, let’s see what we got here,’ she said and pulled the tight tee shirt off. ‘Fucking nice,’ Jack said, looking at her large breasts. My fingers slid between my folds and I actually smiled to myself when it was obvious from the slick feel that not all the wetness came from the shower head. I put one leg up on the rim of the tub and folded one arm against the shower wall. I laid my head on my arm and pushed my bottom out just slightly. And then the images started. I have an active imagination and let it run wild when I masturbate. I turned, fingers pushed between my legs as I heard a noise at the door. Shit, what the hell. " Then with a little grin she added, "She's also the best swimmer on the West Coast. You and she ought to race sometime."Then she quickly told Bobbie how Barbara had broken the world record for 400 meters as a byproduct of a morning workout with Sue. Finally, she said, "And Bobbie and Tom are Prince and Princess's master and mistress. You better look out!"Barbara looked into the eyes of the woman standing before her. She was one of the most exquisite blondes she had ever seen. Moreover, she. I want you to grind on me while I tease your nipples. I want to lay you on the table in the corner and hold your legs open to suck your pussy and finger you until you cum all over the place. Then I want so slam my dick in you, and fuck you until your cum runs down your legs. And I’m deadly serious.” She stood to meet me with her mouth open, shocked and my candid honesty. She reached down and fumbled with the bottom of her thin sweater, not sure what to do, trying to pull it up. I reached down.