"Sorry. Am I squeezing your er... Am I squeezing you too tight?" I shook my head, watching him stare at my boobs."Built like your Mum you are," he mut...ered, then he burst into floods of tears. "I don't know what I'll do without her," he wailed. "I mean it's not just the what's it...you know... bed and things. She's been my rock all these years and the only woman I've ever loved." I reached for the box of tissues and his head slid down my shoulder and he snuggled onto the top of my right breast.. During the short tour I didn’t know much about the gym myself so we spoke more about life. I learned that her husband was quite well off but I got the feeling he wasn’t treating her right.I gathered up the courage to ask her number knowing it was completely inappropriate but did so anyways with the excuse saying if she decided to join she should give me call. Surprisingly she gave me her number and we left saying goodbye. I knew she would never call me and I couldn’t call because asking for her. Malteen. This water tastes incredibly sweet." A sudden wave of dizziness swept over Alex, who, quite fortunately, hadn't risen from the chair where he was sitting. "What's happening?" asked Alex trying to shake the dizziness accosting his senses. "What did you put in that water, Mr. Malteen? Oh shit, you've poisoned me. Haven't you?" Of course I haven't poisoned you, Alex. And I'm genuinely hurt by your accusation that I would. You and I both know that my daughter would never forgive me if I. Like my yang refused to be yinged or whatever you may call it. I felt challenged and wasn't going to be manhandled and neither was he. At first that's what it seemed like as we both started to grope, tried to pin each other against the wall and clashing our bulges against each other. Soon we started to peel each other's clothes off not neglecting the need for our cocks to clash through the process. What we thought we weren't going to allow to happen was exactly what we did: we manhandled each.