I slowly moved it in and out before joining it with another finger. You moaned loudly, fucking my fingers with your ass. The girls moved aside as I st...od behind you. I pressed my oiled flesh against your smooth, naked back. My hardness, dangled between the cheeks of your beautiful ass. My right hand came around and found your swollen clit. The herb-oiled fingers began to tweak and rub it, swelling it even more. While the blond girl spread the tight cheeks of your ass, the other one grasped my. As he pulled down low, closer to the street level, he could make out her voice now."Izz. Suresh here. Your legs are trouble makers. I need some help here."Suresh caught the sound of her distinct laughter on the other end."Hah! If only all the guys said that to me!" No really Izz. I don't know where they would have gone. You don't remember running do you?" Noooope." You weren't an athlete Izz." I wasn't?" No." Oh. Well, did I like walking animals?" You hate inside animals." Oh. Okay then. Well,. I should have guessed that she had some psychological issues, but at the time, it had been about six months since I had ‘snapped the bean’ and I was getting itchy. By early August I was really getting bothered. It was hot as blazzing balls and no amount of jerking could compensate for the balls and shaft’s urgent need for pussy/ass. That day, I walked into the studio about ten minutes early and heard Sammy, the guy on before me, talking to the girl (honestly, I can’t remember her name). He had. London was always the last person of the day that Justin trained and they were coming to the end of the workout. London had on a black tank-top with a pink sports bra on underneath that was showing just above the tank-top. She also had on a pair of black short-short workout shorts that were made of spandex and clung to her body, accentuating her hips and womanhood.Juston noticed that during their session, his eyes lingered longer than usual on her large ass cheeks that were straining to get out.