" Sure sweetie," I panted as I finished the last rep of a bicep set, "I've been hoping you'd want to try it. Weight training's good for everyone, even...for young fit girls," I explained as I walked over to her, sweat glistening on my engorged muscles."Mon dieu [My God], your strong Uncle Peter,... I didn't know... your chest, your arms," she stammered, as her eyes roamed over my heaving body."Let me see you," I said, placing a hand on each shoulder and then moving them over her back and arms and. Her pussy was dripping and my dick was coated with her wetness. Her nipples were engorged and small white milk droplets were on her breast. My wife pulled a chair out and I sat in front of them at the edge of the bed. I motion Tyler to come over and she got on her knees. She put her big juggs on my lap and engulfed my whole entire 8 1/2inchs into her throat. She had become a great cock sucker and I saw Rick look at her in amazement. I moved my ass slightly and then white goo spurted out her. . to wear that bikini and show you?” she asked shyly, biting her lips, her voice barely a whisper.“Oh yes baby, yes.” I said hoarsely, my cock hardening inside my briefs.“Ok, bhaiya,” she mumbled, as she got up from the sofa. Picking up her school bag from the sofa, she asked shyly “Can I go into your bedroom to change bhaiya?”“Of course dear...” I replied with my most disarming smile.As she disappeared into my bedroom clutching her bag, I threw back my head on the sofa with a groan, and. I don't want her falling for me.. I smiled, put my top on and walked back into the club. I stared in disbelief at the man Dita was talking to. 'Andrew?' I yelled, he was tall, dark, wore his signature large, long, writer's block cardigan, with jeans and a white t-shirt. His casual look is misleading as he was the hardest man alive and he was my best friend! I went back to Andrew's house for a drink, he drove us back in his classic porche whatever it was, tan leather seats, smell of leather made.