"I went to grab a chair and when I returned with it, I stopped in my tracks. Patti had removed her sweat shirt and was beginning her warm-up exercises..."I hope you don't mind, it seemed a little hot in here."'You can say that again.'Patti was dressed in a form-fitting tank top that accented her small, yet perfectly round breasts, while putting her broad shoulders and thick upper arms on display. I watched as she cranked out twenty-five pushups, fifty sit-ups, twenty squats -- and another twenty. She shows him where she wants that hot cum. Right inside her love tunnel.As he grunted out his orgasm aimed at her pink hole, I myself reached my own point of no return.With the jar now in my left hand, I brought my overly excited member towards it.As I imagined my own spunk filling the open pussy of the girl on my screen, amazing pleasure throbbed its way around my whole body and I shot spurt after spurt into the jar which sent my heart rate and breathing into a massive frenzy.So what is there. This was not the Rosa he knew and loved, something was wrong."Keep on fucking, it'll get hard again," she pleaded morosely, then ground her mons into him. The fact that she had quieted down helped. Dutch wasn't soft, in fact his cock was still rather hard and Rosa found him, pulled it forward reinserting his mushroomed head in her cunt and kissed him hungrily on the mouth."Ah, yeah, yeah, that's it! Shove that big prick in me!" She groaned hungrily. "Yeah, stir my honey pot with your magic. ”“I can’t. The trail is already crowded. I have missed my prayers.”“Then go if you must,” she said.“How do I get out of here?”“When will I see you again?”“How do I get out of here? My family must be worried, I can’t stand it when they worry.”“Who?”“My wife and my daughter, even your uncle.”“He’s not really my uncle.”“Not your uncle? Shrika would never lie to us.”“I don’t want to get him in trouble, but just so the truth is known, he is not my uncle.”“I can’t believe Shrika would lie to us.”“So.