I had the same gaze my wife did just moments earlier. As the female approached she shook our hands and Stated, "I am Darlene the manager, and thi... is Rob, the owner of Hard Bodies Gym." Once again Jane couldnt help but think to herself, " Wow what a sexy momma. Sexy blue eyes and a tight little butt. I would love to wrap my legs around her while her face is buried in my pussy." Darlene stated, "What can we do for you two this morning?" I responded. "We are looking to join up for a. He's forty-six now. Forty-six! Isn't that insane?" Mia looked at her friend. "Why did they stop?" "He told me one day his wife just lost interest in him. That the sight of him seemed to repel her." The brunette's stomach was churning. This sounded exactly like what was happening in her house. Except her dad was only in year one. "And he told me he had never cheated," Samantha continued as they started down the path once again. "And I believed him. But who knows? Maybe this is his thing. Maybe. Mr. Bhardawaj liked it. He fingered, and tongue fucked her for some more time.Swati couldn’t bear it anymore. She wanted a dick inside her. So she spread her legs apart and signaled Mr. Bhardawaj with her fingers. Mr. Bhardawaj knew what his slut needed. He pulled his underwear down. His 7 inch long rod came out. It wasn’t as thick as Angad. Still, it was good enough to please Swati.Mr. Bhardawaj didn’t have any condoms, so he asked her if he can fuck her without them. Swati had some. “You know where I want that, don’t you?” Miranda grinned, her eyes gleaming with lust.“Right through the fabric?” Murielle asked coyly, already knowing the answer but needing to utter the question out loud purely for the added excitement of hearing it spoken.“Yes. Cut me – right through the fabric,” Miranda urged her sister. “Sheath that blade inside me!”Murielle scooted around so that her bikini-clad pussy was pressed against her sister’s knee, then touched her knife blade against her sister’s.