So, on the trail, I had just completed cooling down after a very nice sprint and was chugging some water when a woman pulled off the trail coming from...the other direction. I glanced at her and saw someone remarkably like myself. We were about the same age, and both of us were sweating profusely from some good exercise. She was in biking shorts and a tight top, a breathable jersey similar to my own. What struck me was she was even shaped like me, slender, small chested, and a bit more generous. I quickly pulled in behind them and jumped out, running to the back of the truck. My wife had the older man humping her for all he was worth and had one stuffed in her mouth. The other two were waiting impatiently for their turn. The older mans ass tensed up as he began to lose his load inside my wife pussy. He was pumping for all he was worth. The dick in her mouth was spraying cum in her mouth and all over her face. She had only gotten me to the edge of cumming in her mouth 3 times in 24. All other times, I will be called Sir. Outside of this house, I will be called by my name. Is this clear?” “Yes, Sir. Thank you for the compliment, and I do understand I am not a slut now. When you were angry with me I really did believe I was nothing but a slut who couldn’t bring you pleasure,” I started to cry. “Oh baby, you will make mistakes, you will struggle. But never believe you can’t bring me pleasure. Looking at your beautiful body, hearing your voice, brings me great pleasure,” he. The room's occupant did not stir, apparently he had fallen asleep immediately. She turned on a lamp and sat down on his bed next to him, which was enough to wake him."Oh my God! Cheer Raider!" he said, sitting up. Seeing her up close for the first time, she was even more beautiful than Matt had expected."And you're the one who was piloting that robot thing?" He nodded. She smiled, and said, "You were a big help. Thank you." She removed her helmet and dropped it on the floor, then she leaned in,.