"We want you to be able to find the right line underwater if you have to." Muscle memory," he called it. It all boiled down to repetitive behavior.It ...as boring.We had drop-outs.We had Chicago fathers with more money than sense who bought Snipes, Stars or Lightnings for their precious Timmy, Holly or Billy dropouts.And just like a few of the newly licensed auto drivers dies because they didn't understand physics, Pentwater Lake had a drowning or two because the sailor didn't know boats.The dead. ..R: Tusharrrr!! Please lick me.T: Aha (denying her request). Not yet Babe!! I will make you more wet.My head between her thighs, and my hands wrapped around them.. holding her firmly, as I start to rub her clit with my index and middle finger. I still resist her request to lick her pussy... I rub her harder, while licking around her pussy as it gets wetter.R: TUSHI !! I can't take it anymore, please lick me right now!!I stop everything, I look at her making strong eye contact.Without saying. I leaned forward, nuzzling my nose up close to her smooth hairless lips, and had a soft sniff."Mmmmm..." I sighed, closing my eyes. I took another sniff, enjoying the scent."Oh you like that smell, do you?" She grinned. I looked up and nodded before nuzzling my nose back to her pussy for more."You really are pathetic!" She laughed, backing away from me."What kind of husband enjoys the smell of his wife's pussy after it's been freshly fucked by another man!" Oh..." I softly groaned."Can you. I just looked at her, not knowing what to say. “I said do you want me to spot you?” she asked again with a clearer voice. “Yeah, sure.” I mumbled, still thinking if this was a good idea. I lifted the barbell and lied down on the bench. I was expecting her to come behind me above my head but she sat on my abdomen with one leg on each side of the bench. I was again shocked. “Come on, let’s go.” she patted on my chest“yeah” I barely managed to make a sound.I started the set and she was counting.