I can get you in the mood.Saying this, I grabbed his hard dick. The problem was it wasn’t hard at all.Jerry: It’s the alcohol, baby. I really can�...�t get into the mood. I think I need to lie down.I felt like someone slapped me. I didn’t even know what to say. How can his dick be not hard even after doing all this? He lied down, and in a second, his eyes closed. I felt rage burning inside me, and the worst part was I didn’t even know what I was supposed to do. I was helpless.Even my own mood was. Her small but pert 34b tits bounced around as she ran into the kitchen and found the largest cucumber she could. Then she went down into the chilly basement which made her nipples hard and fished out her used panties, buried beneath dirty clothes. Her scent still fresh on her panties, she held both items in her hands and ran back upstairs, almost tripping into her room as she heard someones door open. She practically slammed her door shut in fear, scared that someone would see her in her nude. . that's it, yes. Well done."Joe let the weight down and slumped over the machine, smiling."Alright, John here comes your cool down."The treadmill began to level off and slow down; after five minutes it stopped."Great job, John. Come here, I've got you set up for leg extensions; this will strengthen your quadriceps, the muscles right here."She reached over and rubbed the front of my thigh."You're not going to use a lot of weight because we don't want to injure your knees, just give me three. Later, with our nightcaps in hand, we left for my motel room. After consuming our beers in the room I asked Abe if he wanted to shower. He did indeed! Abe only got to shower once a week on the farm where he worked, and that was on Sunday mornings. The rest of the time he had to hand-wash himself. While he showered I made my bed on the couch with a spare blanket that was provided in the cupboard, and two of the four pillows on the bed.After emerging from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around.