This man was packing some serious man meat and I could barely take my eyes off of him. The more I tried to work out, the more I thought about that co...k. The more I thought about that cock, the more I wanted it.As I was leaving I noticed that he had a situation. His cock was creeping out below the hem of his gym shorts. I said, "Excuse me, I don't want to be inappropriate, but you seem to be displaying your goods." As he stuffed it back in he said, "I have the worst time with this thing. She loved to fuck. She explained that she had married her husband right out of High School and had never been with anyone else. Her husband was a 30 second wonder most of the time and her whole 4 year marriage had hadn't brought her off once. Which I though was pretty damn pathetic. I have always made my goal to bring a woman to orgasm or else I do not cum. It is a philosophy which has served me well. Heather was a perfect example. She came a lot with me, and was very happy and willing to do. I had gently placed my hand over Susan's right breast over her jumper as if it was a bird I didn't want to scare off."You wish," I retorted, "Not a chance."Susan placed her hand equally tentatively on the erection straining my trousers."Care to bet on it?"My cock lurched. This was as far as things had gone, but here was my chance."Bet you a blow job." I tried to say as casually as you like, but my voice cracked, betraying my tension, though my shaking hand on her boob was doing the job. She was now thoroughly enjoying the taste of her own. As she watched the golden liquid roll down her brown skin she couldn't help but get turned on. She wanted in. She brought the panties back down to her face and sucked the material into her mouth as she reached out and wiped the urine from Gigi's eyes, allowing her to open them. As they made eye contact each felt a power drawing them closer. They let the power take hold of them and inched closer and closer together. The girl pulled her.