Atmiros often played with and suckled the dreadful things when he took her body once a day during the week of her ovulation, as she lay like a dead fi...h under him, her eyes turned to the side and an impassive expression on her face. Fortunately, he had not touched her pudenda with his hands since the night of their Joining, as he did not like the feeling of a dry, hairless cleft that simply refused to respond to his touch. Their couplings were brief, and painful to Tismyna, although she had. I went back inside and upstairs to see the door partly shut and all the lights out. It was a touch humiliating standing outside the door trying desperately to see what was going on as I heard soft giggles and moans coming from inside. I stood for several minutes outside the bedroom watching the shadowplay and listening to the wet noises and whimpers of my wife and Amy enjoying each other as I lightly stroked my excited cock thru my lace panties. I walked in quietly and like a good girl, lit. I admit that I was terribly excited. Again I stood. Greg must have noticed. He has moved his hand slowly toward me and put it on my thigh. I looked at him, but he still looked at my shorts. I liked this. I admit that I was hoping for it from the outset. He moved his hand to my stomach, then stroked him and slowly slid his hand into my boxers. He does not hurry up, which further enhanced the my excitement. In the end, he reached for my penis. It was unbelieveable feeling. He grabbed my stick and. I sat in my car for a few minutes once I had arrived, waking up and visualizing my workout. Fifteen minutes later, I was standing on a lifting platform with a loaded barbell on the floor in front of me. The workout was a series of power cleans, an explosive movement where the bar is ripped from the floor and caught up around the shoulders. I started light and gradually increased the weight until the final few reps were touch and go. It was a short but effective workout. Once again in my car, I.