Please forgive me Ma’am.? I practically whimpered. She sighed in exasperation, and then to my everlasting gratitude she put down the remote a...d stepped onto the treadmill. ?I’m going to run for fifty minutes.? she declared. ?When there’s ten minutes left, go and start filling my bath.? ?Yes Ma’am.? I replied as she set the treadmill controls for time and speed and put her earphones in from her iPod to listen to her music. She then stepped on the rolling track to begin. Actually, I am relieved that she feels she can share this with me. She was full of how much she learned and how the data was really what she hoped for and how well, what she had recorded this time corresponded to her own experience, last time. Her enthusiasm for the project was infectious - and she was really keen to make love when she got back, too! She'd barely got through the door before she had her arms around my neck and was leading me upstairs. I guess watching people in an erotic. ,” Mike read the usual things that they enjoy getting occasionally from people who enjoy their writing, “so, Jan, is this a couple you think you’d like to meet?” Mike was curious. They’d met Greg and Susan this way and enjoyed them. But, when Greg and Susan wound up separating Mike and Jan had decided not to encourage actually meeting anyone they meet on-line. “We already have.” Jan spoke matter-of-factly.” Mike finished the letter then saw the signature. “Bob and Sherry? Do you think? . I look at her in confusion but she turns around and lies on her back and rubs her clit rapidly. I stare at her and within a second her pussy shot out her first glorious stream of girly goo. It hit my chest, the warm wet liquid running down my chest. I wanted to wank myself off as Kathy squirted on me but I refrained. She sprays jet after jet of her juices at me. I get some of it in my mouth and I could taste the saltiness.Soon the jets turn to drips and her body shaking from her powerful.