Finally I blushed and waved.My knees got weak when he stopped doing his planks and walked towards me. As he neared he made no effort to hide the fact ...e was looking me up and down. My workout outfit wasn’t exactly modest. A low cut sports bra, tight yoga shorts, and tennies. All he had on was shorts and a bit too small tank top which was drenched in sweat. Grinning at me he said, “Hi, Mrs P. You are looking good!” Still looking me up and down. Mostly down, as I am only five-feet, four-inches.I. Then I licked the bottoms of her feet in frenzy ... With my tongue I tasted every inch of her feet. The tears were running from my eyes when she stopped me and ordered me to spread my legs and raise them.Jasmine went to her room and came back wearing a big black strap-on dildo; she lubricated my ass before she entered me slowly. She fucked me for a long time and she only released me after she orgasmed several times. I had to come on her foot and lick it clean, and then she ordered me to stand. Red hair. It trailed down her back like a waterfall and bounced on her shoulders with every step she took.I was mesmerised by the movement of it. When it caught the overhead light I could see the variations of colour in it. Not a bottle redhead, a real one. Russet red like an Irish setter.I shoved the paper coffee cup to my lips to conceal my drooling. I forced a mouthful of hot sweet liquid between my lips to muffle a low moan of sheer desire. I wanted to follow her, find an empty corridor. .. one at a time.It was the least I could do for the critters.They were responsible for my divorce.Yes!Wendy went back to Denver. I hated to see her go ... but I loved watching her walk away.She went back to Denver ... and took the other girls with her. Visions of romance and happily ever-after were lost in the memory of the long wet slide down the grassy mountainside and the sudden stop on the boulder that ... just possibly ... saved their lives. I was buckled up ... they didn’t have that.