She collapsed onto Mark and lay there with them both still going at her. Then both my friends began fast pumping into her as they had their second cum... in unison. For the time being I think we were all pretty well spent, but no-one seemed ready to call it a day and go home! Not even Miss Burns! We spent a few minutes just feeling her all over, putting our fingers up her vagina and her arse-hole, feeling her breasts and nipples, kissing all over her body, licking her labia, her navel, her. I drove over to her house dressed, because we did not want her neighbours to "get the wrong idea" with her husband gone and all. She greeted me at the door and said, "Not a bad attempt, but we have a lot of work ahead of us." I was grateful for the attention and had to admit it was true or else I would not have visited. For her part, she was dressed in spandex bikers pants, a t-shirt and bare-footed. She explained that we would start dressing together, from the ground up. We spent the next. ”“How long since you gave him an unexpected blow job?”“What exactly do you mean, by unexpected?”“Take him lunch and get under his desk and blow him while people come in and talk to him.”“You really think that would work?” my perky mom asked.She got up, took my hand and said, “I’m going to try that sometimes this week, goodnight?”“Goodnight Beautiful,” I said giving her a touch kiss on her lips.I got up and went to Sally’s door, knocking.“Come in!”I did, and I dropped my boxers and climbed on. But there are three things that Heather isn’t. The first is svelte. Pushing a dainty 300 lbs., Heather just does not seem to possess the type of body that lends itself to success in running.The second thing that Heather isn’t is determined. Running is not like Lipo. You don’t get to just go into an office, lie down on a table and have them suck the fat out of you. It is not a passive activity. In order to be successful on any level, you have to get out there and run, consistently.You have to do.