It's not like you're goingto get a hard-on anymore!~I dropped the towel and pulled on the panties she gave me, and then thebra, struggling with it a l...ttle because it was a briefer model than theone I'd worn for my costume. It was weird to feel supported -- to havethe need to be supported -- and stranger to look down and see breaststhat bobbed and bounced wherever I went. They'd seemed about average sizein the mirror, a single point for which I was grateful."Sit. I'll do your make-up and show. I'm always clean shaven, (sometimes legs too) and try to stay clean, tan and fit. So much for the background....I've been in the habit for years of going to the gym several times a week and even when I travel (which I do frequently). sometimes I just wear sweats or baggy pants but a lot of times my favorite gym outfit are running shorts. They are cool and comfy and when I'm wearing panties underneath make me feel like I'm wearing almost nothing at all!.My latest gym has private bath/showers but. She sighed and moaned, her hips jutting into the air, trying to get closer to my tongue, I obeyed and ran my tongue down her throbbing, swollen clit. Her hips kept bucking underneath me, provoking me more, I was getting enjoyment out of seeing her suffer. Twice I let her reach the point of fulfilling her orgasm, twice I pulled away before she could reach the point of no return. I knew what it was like to be tortured like this, but abusing this sexy chick like this was making me wetter than. I could see that although I wasn't hitting her all that hard her breasts were stinging painfully as I spread the slaps over every inch of her lovely tits. I ended it when they turned lobster pink."Hmmm, looks like you've had a bit too much sun today, Sheila," I said rubbing them lightly with the palms of both hands and helping her get the circulation going again.Sheila sighed then moaned and let her head hang back telling me to keep rubbing them because they burned and tingled at the same time.