Her mewls grew into demanding screams of delight. I could feel the wetness of her girl-cum seeping through the material of her panties, and my briefs,...its heat drawing my full attention. It was all I could do to keep from adding my own juices to hers.Slowly Linda drifted down from that sexual peak. When her eyes opened and were able to focus again, she sought my lips, pressing herself against them with a level of demand that was almost beyond comprehension. Her tongue became determined that she. Fourteen each just for pointin' em at ya, and thirty one apiece if I have ta explain why yer arms are floppin on the ground as opposed to still bein' attached to your shoulders. So what'cha say I paint you a little picture. You see, the less you cooperate, the angrier you make me. And the angrier I get, the more reports I have to fill out. And you know what? Filling out reports makes me VERY angry. So you can see where this is going, can't'cha? A real vicious cycle, eh?" Then perhaps,. Walking did seem a little easier than it did when I first entered the gym. Coach wired me up to a treadmill and started it going through cycles of various speeds that had me puffing and gasping for breath. On the faster speeds my breasts, unused to being free during any exercise, seemed to fly in all directions and I wished for a more petite pair. I vaguely recalled an article in HiYa saying the abandoning your bra helps to tone the muscles supporting the breasts and make them firmer. I. Her hands on my head keeping me firm to the point and continue to provide her with moments of blissfulness. I enjoyed the juices flowing down from there and my hands working on her nipples slowly pinching and caressing her boobs and occasionally used to further part her pussy lips.I stood on my knees watched her over. Her face and mind was like she still was in a trance and having a hangover of the session we had. I had my hands over my dick seeking her part of the justice to be done. She saw.