I wasn't into guys so that didn't leave many other options. Hooking up wasn't on my agenda. Concentrating on my workout was and so I came in during th... later hours, worked out, showered and then headed for home.I was single, in my late 30's and worked a job I really didn't like. I had never been athletic but after having joined the gym and losing some weight and toning up I found that I enjoyed the experience. I liked the surge of endorphins and the way sweating hard cleared the cobwebs from my. And then a low moan as his hand hooked around her hip and found its way between her legs again.Fuck, those fingers feel good. She shifted her arms so she could hold herself up on her hands, letting the feeling of his fingers working their little circles around her clit fill her, and then feeling his cock slowly fill her again, this time from behind. Fuck, both of them...It felt so damn’ good, so much more than what she’d thought it would be like... or was that just because she’d been waiting so. Andy lost it, and blasted his own load of cum onto the galley floor, and all over Paula’s hand.Paula laughed and said, “Nice job, Andy….that’s a hell of a mess you made,” as she continued to slide her hand up and down his glistening shaft.As Andy caught his breath from cumming, he noticed that his wife was still bent over, standing with her legs spread and her hands on Wayne’s hips…her mouth just a few inches from his slimy, softening cock. Phillip continued slowly sliding his still semi-hard. Were they both nudist now?Ms. Rowbottom exited the cafeteria with me trailing behind her. The noise from the cafeteria dwindled. I felt alone with her, thinking of her as Keisha. I glanced at her rump as it swayed, her tight skirt gripping it. Her hoop earrings glinted gold, contrasting with the coffee-brown hue of her skin. She was such a gorgeous futa. Such an amazing lover.I wanted to apologize, but a futa stepped out of the restroom. I didn’t know her, but the Chinese futa grinned and.