Both of us. All you have to do is show up. I’ll find an excuse to leave right after lunch. You can do it at her house.” Walt was suddenly his happ... self again. “What do you have to lose? If it doesn’t work out you’ll get free lunch and you can go home.” He had a point. I couldn’t see what harm could come from showing up for lunch. If nothing else it would get Walt off my case about it. “Okay. I have serious doubts about it working out, but if you can line it up I’ll give it a shot.” Two days. The cowboy hadn't beenbad, one of the best obviously, but he hadn't really looked like acowboy.Joe eyed Julia up and down in her outfit and could see immediately whyshe had been looked at so intensely by the judges. However he'd noted alot of women here who looked just as good in their outfits. But if youwere going to base your judging on the obvious assets on display, thenperhaps Julia deserved second best."And the winner is...Amanda Williams!" Furious clapping ensued in theaudience, and. He felt our nipples then pinched and twisted them and also pinched our clits till we cried out in pain. We saw his black whip on the bed.He then explained that we got to suck his cock and who ever did the best job would not get whipped just fucked as the other two would be tied and whipped. Dad was old and not handsome and having to suck and fuck him was no pleasure but he did it because we could not say no. We watched as the first one began suck him. She licked and sucked his old cock and he. "You both know why you're here, and you know the stakes. Let's get to it." She started us on jumping jacks, mostly as a warm-up exercise. That certainly gave Janet's sports bra a workout. Then she put Janet on the treadmill at 3mph and 5 degrees, ratcheting up on a program to 5/15. I'd have gotten a more appreciative look at my wife's legs except that my task was pushups. Martha alternated between checking on Janet and checking my form, slapping my butt sharply when I raised it too high. After.