Even though she was older, her fitness level was such that on some days Michelle had to push herself to keep up. While competitive, Michelle didn’t...mind, as the sight of Julie’s firm behind in her spandex running pants, reminded Michelle of her sophomore year girlfriend, who first got Michelle into running. Michelle had also started to look to Julie as almost a surrogate Mother, and when they weren't running or going to gym together, they would talk about all sorts of things. Julie clearly. Heading over to my drawers, I glance inside at theclothes of my new life and smile happily. The drawers aren't full by anystretch of the imagination, but there's enough in there to keep me goingat least through the summer. Before dressing, I take the time to paint mytoenails with my glossy black nail polish, before applying my make-up forthe day. I go with a subtle eye shadow, but opt for red lipstick- I wanteveryone who sees me today to get the message that I am 100% female, andthat's the way. I continued with the recap of the afternoon… I asked, just to be sure I’d not misread the signs, if it was ok to rub the velvet jeans in the place I so wanted to. Without a definite answer, the sign was yes. My hand didn’t need much encouragement as I began to stroke his cock. Firmly rubbing over the velvet and feeling just what I wanted to feel. A slowly firming cock. The look on his face and the sound of his breathing didn’t give any indication to stop. He started to touch my breasts, his. Her hot pussy lips rubbed into my pubic hair. She moaned, her asshole massaging my cock as I thrust away at her. I fucked her hard and fast. I buried into her again and again.I broke the kiss. “Las’s big dick!”“Mmm, my brother’s big dick!” she moaned, her bowels clenching down on my cock. “Just the best dick there is.”I winked at her as I drilled my cock into her bowels over and over. She shuddered beneath me, gripping my dick with her velvety anal sheath. She held me tight as I plowed into her.