He took those three steps back toward the lockers and looked back at me to see me still on me knees. He looked back towards the lockers, took one more...step, and I shouted, "Wait! Come back!" He said, "Thats not good enough."This is my first story. Any comments would be greatly appreciated."I'm going to tell you about the time I went to the gym and I havent been the same since.It was a Thursday back in Februrary. It was a cold day out so I put on my gym shorts and threw my jeans on over them.. Sure enough, her hips moved faster - more erratically - and whimpers began tumbling from her lips.I paused in my tongue bath of Christine’s pussy just long enough to say, “Come for her, baby.”Jackie cried, “Oh god! Yes!”The sweet serenade of my wife’s whimpers going up and down in pitch and coming faster let me know she was on the edge. I slowed my tongue, enjoyed the show, and saw the telltale tensing of her muscles in a sudden jolt that was accompanied by her voice going silent. A moment. I slowly began to roll my tongue back and Aunt Sheen reluctantly let go of it.Still catching her hair-bun I leaned back till I rested against the wide back of the lawn chair. As if reading my mind, Aunt Sheen caught the waistband of my shorts and began to pull them lower. My huge, thick cock sprang out and hit her hard on the face. "Ooohh.. so lovely!" whispered Aunt Sheen, gently running her fingers over the large head of my hard cock, slowly making her way lower till she cupped my engorged. Listening to Paula across the room and feeling her pussy aching for more, Roma was drifting, her slutty desires suddenly released.For a moment she was suddenly aware, the buzz of Paula’s phone again, and remembering her new husband, imagining him gambling and totally unaware. With a backdrop of the sounds of sex, her mouth full of black cock Roma thought of her honeymoon. The strangeness was that she wasn’t filled with guilt, she felt excited. The moment was so slutty, and she was loving it..