“I always focused on my workout. It was my escape from everything else. I’ve never really looked at someone and wished they were working out naked...before, so I could see all their muscles working. Never really wanted to have sweaty gym sex or taste someone’s skin after a long run. Today, though? Yeah, I think I’m loving this.”She smirked and then peeled off her sports bra without missing a step, tossing it to one side as her small breasts jiggled, freed from their captivity. “You want me to. At around 12:30 Iheard a knock at the door. It was her girl friend andshe said my wife was in her car drunk. This was oddsince my wife never drank more than one drink. I went and tried to get her out of the car, but with nosuccess. She was unable to talk, but was able to fightenough that I could not pull her out. Her friend thenstated to let it go that she would take her to herhouse and try and sober her up. In the front seat ofthe car was a male that I later learned was a friend ofmy. "What? Do you need something? To borrow the car? Help with a research paper?" Well, so I graduate in June, but my parents just got a job offer in San Diego. I really don't want to move so close to graduation. My parents wish I could stay, too, but I need a place to live." Aaand, why are you telling me about this?" I stammered, my nerves thrilled at the idea in a mix of anxiety and heat!Ana piped up, excited, "My parents thought, because you did such a good job raising Claire, and because. I know, I'm a totalslut some times, but it just seemed like the right thing to do.I was so caught up in making out with Peter that I was surprised when hestarted spurting over my fingers. Then I started cumming too. It felt sogood! I looked down to see that we both had wet puddles forming in ourtrousers.I was worried that we'd be punished for making a mess, but Mistress Jilltold us to clean each other up. Giggling in glee, I unbuckled Peter'spants and began licking up every drop of his sticky.