His profile picture didn’t show his member clearly, but that alone was enough to interest me. There was one problem however. He didn’t want to mee... me at my flat which was just off the High Street as he didn’t want to risk being seen by anyone who knew him in this small town. I thought about a way around this and suddenly remembered something from many years ago with my friend, John.I suggested to Paul that we meet up at the beach access in a road called Trinity Rise (which was a little way out. The worry was soon gone and pushed from her concerns.As he pulled her top up, her tits springing free. She took him in her mouth. God, what was she doing? She was cheating with this strange-looking guy; she found herself loving it!Her head bobbed, her lips gripped, and her cheeks sucked him. Her hand moved to his balls; they felt clammy and damp, but it made no difference.Her hair fell from its ponytail as he pulled the bobble from her hair, he now had it in his hand before pulling her by the. What, exactly, he didn't know, but the tattoos were stuck in his mind. The ink, the design, the placement ... what?He made his way to the weight room, stripping off his shirt and stretching, trying to let his mind wander. He did some of his best thinking in here, barring that whole dark stretch after the mall incident. The concentration on the weights, on his form, his focus on each muscle group and, eventually, each muscle. The feeling of his fists impacting the heavy bag, it all served to. Willie dangling around as I did my push-ups and sit-ups and worked on the glider. As I worked on my final routine Phoebe stumbled in to get her morning coffee. She glanced into the utility room where I was working out and did an actual double-take."What's up, babe," she said with a little grin."This is the new norm around here, hun," I said, and finished up on the equipment. I casually walked over and poured some coffee and sat at the breakfast bar. She was still grinning, not quite sure what.