She said that she never liked lesbo or gay things. I told her that I am also not a gay but it all happened in that spur of the moment. We both were gr...wing and we could not control our feelings after that, I fucked so many girls but no gay sex. She said that it happens some time and during our discussions, she continued to caress my tool and I was also squeezing her beautiful boobs. My cock was already hard on and tented in my Bermuda. I told her to leak me out as I could not take it anymore.. She said okay and fetched her mother. I told Marion what had just happened and that Paul was keen to press charges and the possible consequences to her. She said that she understood him and agreed that he should do just that. She then added that at least her company would have to pay her off big time. We talked for a few more minutes and I could tell that she was trying to sound more confident than she was actually feeling.Paul listened to my end and after I put the phone down he offered to. He looked up as he was about to move to another set of stretches. His eyes bulged when he saw Tiffany.She was wearing a purple workout leotard, the kind that tapers to a tiny strip and normally goes over Lycra pants or under a pair of shorts. But Tiffany wasn't wearing Lycra pants – OR a pair of shorts!Her beautiful, creamy white, taut little ass cheeks were nearly completely uncovered. Were she not shaved to a landing strip in the front, Dave was sure there would have been pubic hair peeking. I own a restaurant at the base of an apartment building in NoHo, also known as North Houston Street. Well it’s only smart because I live upstairs on the 22nd floor of this building. It is a nice little loft/condo: on the first floor there is a living room, balcony, kitchen, and a bar; upstairs (yes, I said upstairs) there are three bathrooms and three bedrooms, two are guestrooms and the other is my master bedroom. I live by myself but my best friend Rocsi often comes over to stay. I wonder if.