What time do you go?M: 5 AMS: Okay. I wanna go at that time too but I don’t get up.M: Ohk. Do you want me to help you get up?S: Will you do that?M: ...ho would not for a warm up.She didn’t reply to me after that. I thought I blew it, but in few hours, I got another message:“Wake me up tomorrow, For your warm up”I was happy as it was going in the right direction. I called her to wake her up next day and she joined me to the gym. I was looking at her and she said:S: warm up kr rhe ho?M: haan.S: You. I climbed up her slowly kissing her all the way up. As soon as she felt my cock by her wet vag, she wrapped her legs round me hard and fast and I slid right in. Even though I was on top she was controlling the tempo. Moving herself so my cock fed into her as she wanted it. I knelt o she could push me deeper ino her and so I could see her tits bouncing up and own better. She began to move faster a could feel her pussy contracting. I moved my hands own to her clit and started alternating my thumb. I must have been 13 or 14 years old. Fast forward about 10 or 12 years and I'm walking out of my office in DC when a very mature (she couldn't be younger than 55) thin blond lady walks out of her gym in a pair of jeans, sandals (I'm a foot man) and a yellow tube top with her nipples standing at attention. "I'd love to taste you," I said under my breath. Not exactly suave...especially as she actually heard me. So I kept walking. But I noticed she kind of grinned, so I slowed down at the next. She felt her pussy tingle as Sarah groaned at this new torment. Usually Dominique had excellent self-control, but there was something about this girl that had her emotions ruling her brain. She had never been so turned on just by a simple punishment session, and decided she would use Sarah just a bit more, just to satisfy the maddening itch she had caused. She opened her phone and pushed the speed dial. ?Asif, when you get here wait in the van, we’ll call you in when we’re ready.? She hung up.