Another thing about Karen was the tracksuits, she was never out of them. She would train in one until the sweat seeped through, but it never came off ...n the gym. The change came in mid-June. The AC at the gym decided that it didn’t want to play anymore. Most folks went home and some of those who stayed lost a couple of pounds in that sauna. Even I was thinking of heading home when Karen walked in. Her routine was always different, today she had decided to bench press some weights after looking. "Can I get a" I started to say .she cut me off and said yes here look and them she raised the hem to show me her smooth freashly shaved pussy. Oh honey that looks just so sexy I told her. She thumped my crotch and the CB3000 made a loud sound. She said I'll be home some time Sunday morning, I want to get fucked as much as I can tonight I feel so sexy with my naked pussy just a couple of inches above the hem of my skirt. A quick kiss and she was out the door. I finished up what I was doing in. "June mounted Doris's body, facing backwards, her hands resting on Doris's bum cheeks. She gave them each a series of slaps, and was rewarded by a series of gasps and cries from Doris. She traced her middle finger between the cheeks, and found the hole she was looking for. She stabbed her finger in to the knuckle. Doris reacted with a short sharp shriek followed by a long low moan.To nobody in particular, June said, as if reading poetry, "It seems our little horny whore, has had some cock up. “What’s the solution? I mean besides your usual comments about exercising your 2nd Amendment rights?”“Except you know I won’t do that, as the ‘train of abuses’ isn’t long enough to have risen to the level where the right turns into the duty expressed in the Declaration of Independence. But, with regard to a solution? Technology-wise, there isn’t one at the moment, unless we adopt a different system such as one I saw in Europe which uses two handles. At some point, they’ll solve this problem,.