"What the fuck are you doing, you pervert". the owner says, "Lady look I say, all good just rubbing one out. Don't tell me your not turned on". "That'... terrible" she says." No wonder your dogs uncontrollable". "Its not his fault somebody brought an in season bitch out I say, for fucks sake look away". "Jesus she says your not going to carry on". "Can't stop now, as you say like owner" I say. The dogs are now locked and the women turns away looking me flapping, "for gods sake" she says, "could. “One!”Darius heaved the weight upwards; his calves, thighs and core doing all the work.“SQUAT!”He dipped down again, the weight not burdensome yet, but a little more difficult than the first time.*WHAP*His ass, already bruised from Heather's abuse in recent weeks, smarted in pain.'Jesus Christ! Am I really being flogged with a towel while lifting?'“Two!”He thought about ending the exercise immediately, walking out and filing a complaint with the gym, but that would mean dealing with those women. I looked at you with my slutty eyes as if I'm saying I want more and started rolling your dick with my tongue. I could feel you twitch in my throat and I know you were about to cum. I took your who shaft in and rubbed my Chin on the balls . You instantly came in my throat and pulled out your cock and spurted more cum across my face. You yanked me and made me stand up and said " that's how you fuckmeats give a blowjob ! Good job Fuckmeat !! You'll be promoted " and you walked away.I was dragged. Her juices coated my digits. I shoved my other hand beneath her skirt, bulging the tartan material. I found the waistband of her cotton panties.“What are you doing?” she whispered.“What are you doing, Sir,” I corrected her as I hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties, feeling her soft skin. I tugged. “Now lift your rump.”She bit her lip and then did it. She raised her ass up, just as submissive as I believed. I worked her panties out from beneath her tartan skirt. They were white.