I then asked the instructor to teach me the heavier ones so that I can now reduce my tummy. He agreed and started instructions for one. In that, he us...d about a 3 kgs weight on each side of the rode and asked me to lay down on the bench. He asked me to lift it up and down till my chest. He kept holding the rod so that if I loose control on rod it does not get fall on me. Well, I was not carrying the rod properly at right edges,, so he placed my hands at proper points of the rod and placed his. She smiled and laughed while she still had my hard cock in her hand.I sighed with relief of shooting my load and I saw the look of joy as she took my whole load all over her face. She then stood up and laughed as I watched her with my load all over her face and she went off into the bathroom to wash up.I sat down on the couch and relaxed from the awesome blowjob from her and a few minutes later she came out of the bathroom wearing just her underwear and she stood in the doorway with her hands. It was a very conservative black number with a pleated front and a bodice that contained her small bosom beautifully. I couldn’t see much of it, hidden by the table as it was, but a flash of bare shin was visible. I had never seen her dressed like this before and I have to admit I was taken aback. Not, you understand, disappointed, rather surprised to see my androgynous lover thus attired. ‘Wotcha, College,’ she said cheerily as she saw me enter the pub which you may recall as the scene of. I left her alone at the room and went to the balcony for while, could here the crying noise which was annoying. Standing out in the balcony, looking over the view, it was quiet and dark, no one was around and the entire surrounding looked inhabitant except one apartment were the light was On. It was Mr. and Mrs. Sharama, I know Sharama was not a late night working guy, he was a lazy son of a bitch. But what the hell is he doing this late?My mind started wondering, well off course it should be.