I felt like I was doing some thing wrong but damn it felt good. He let my pants drop to the floor and started to rub my ass with both of his hands. T...ey were rougher then moms hands but they felt good. My cock got harder and the head turned more purple. Pre cum was running from my pee slit. I didn't care now what he did but I knew if he didn't do some thing with it soon I was going to start jerking myself off.He stopped rubbing my ass and grabbed each cheek with a hand and pulled me to him. . Later that week I confronted her outside the apartment. I told her that I wanted to fuck her. She smiled, she was such a bitch but I loved it, and said "But your married and I am engaged, we can't, but I do like being watched". A devilish smile smeared across her face and my heart started racing. She walked past me and grabbed my crotch squeezing my throbbing cock as it pushed against my jeans. "You just wait", she whispered as she released my cock. It was perfect. Now we both knew and it was. But this was excruciating.The trainer paid no attention and went back to punishing me for every transgression she'd ever been dealt in her life. She was a small woman, but her fingers felt like knives as she worked on the muscle. The longer she worked, the harder she squeezed and rolled the knot.I just lay there and whimpered. Every time I would make a noise, she would make sure to spend extra time digging in that spot. I felt like it she had been manhandling me for hours, but the clock said it. The last drink he got for her was bitter and she felt a little weird after consuming it. The bar closed and she was having a hard time focusing and walking for that matter. Ken took her keys and said hed drive her home so shed get home safely. Drunk or whatever she offered no resistance. He said very little during the drive and only looked at her and smiled. Somehow they arrived at her apartment and he led her to the door, opened it and led her inside. He immediately took her in his arms and.