I basically ignored him, not because I didn’t want to have sex with him. It was because I wanted to have sex with him way too much, too often. Our i...timacy with each other was steamy enough to put a porn flick to shame. I never trusted myself alone with him, he knew how to push my buttons and then I had no self control. I wanted him inside me. Even at this moment, feeling nervous, I wanted to jump on him. I fought my inner self for self control. As I just stood there staring, he started to. We nubiles watched as middle aged buttocks wobbled and cellulite clung to thighs. But the program was close to our suburban abodes and just had to do. And we were steadfast, attending three times a week even though the routines were a bit repetitive and boring. It was on our fourth session that the stability exercise balls were brought out for a change. We wee sexy lasses tried to hide our smirks as middle aged floundering fat lurched and quivered in blobs over the balls. Hannah and I had a. "Make me cum!" I yelled. "Please make me cum Nadia. GOD!" Then I suddenly heard my doorknob moving as my boyfriend knocked and said he was back. My heart dropped and I started to frantically push Nadia to stop but she was not stopping this time and she said she was not going to until I came. I tried to catch my breath as she sucked the very life out of my clit. I yelled that I would be out in a minute. He yelled back is Nadia helping you get ready? She laughed softly and yelled. “What is the problem Jilly? What are you thinking? Why are you crying” I asked. “I just feel used again Rob. I never wanted to feel like this again, and I do.” “I’m sorry about that Jilly, maybe this will make it better?” I said as I passed her a £50 note. “Wow! Her face lit up. “Fifty Pounds? I thought it was going to be like ten or something. I still feel used though.” I will be honest and say the next few minutes were very awkward as she was just sobbing. I gave her some face wipes to.