"Nothing. Really. You didn't have anyone to invite except for your mother and your sister and her husband, so I just wanted to have a few more people ...n your side." She batted her eyes as she spoke, and she almost had me convinced, but just at that moment, Vincent found us."Mike! Babe! Great wedding. You're a lucky guy. Your new bride is not only gorgeous, but she's got a great head for business on her lovely shoulders." He leered nodding to Rebecca's shoulders which were indisputably. But today’s was the kind of creeping heat that made your skin itch and your joints feel just a touch wobbly. It’s what Matt, the head trainer would call “hot as balls”. You pulled your old beater of a car up to 5055 Forsyth Commerce Road, the familiar sight of the WWE performance center met you like an old friend, an old friend that delighted in kicking your ass every damn chance she got. Still, you loved the place.You had been training here at the performance center for a couple of years now. She said I'll stop by and pick you up and on this evening I had no idea what was about to play out that evening. On the way over to the house and while she was driving I continuously had my hands up her skirt playing with her hairy pussy while she drove and the whole time she had a big smile on her face as I could feel her pussy getting wetter and she always enjoyed the way I found those her and caressed her.We got to the house and she said I'm going upstairs to slip into something more. She was wearing a skirt and old t-shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her small tits were visibly sagging under the shirt. He hadn’t seen them the last time they had sex and wanted to reach up and hold them, but allowed her to lead.They walked to the back and she introduced him to their class. Celia looked to be about Mary’s age with long hair and a slender build. She was a little red and he was pretty sure she had heard about his last visit. Bernice was older than the other ladies and was.