He just smiled again, “Lalo it is then.” I smiled at him and then excused myself. I had to get away from him before I soaked through my panties an... my work out shorts. I walked into the women's locker room to see if I can fix the problem. Once I got in the locker room I went to take a shower. The only thing I could think about was Alex and I kept getting wetter and wetter. Once in the shower I washed up and when I got to my pussy my body began to shiver. I started to rub my clit with my right. I'm sure it probably saved you from dropping dead before you were forty!Now that I think of what you have already gone through perhaps a little reconstructive surgery down there wouldn't be so bad after all. They don't really cut it off..well sort of...it kind of hard to explain and you wouldn't understand it anyway. They just sort of invert the whole thing so that its tucked away nice and neatly inside you. Oh please Aimee don't ask any questions about it. I can't bear it, really. And I. "Annoyed, she looked and said, "No sense crying over spilt milk. Now, be quiet and keep them covered while I figure out what to do with them."She walked around the room, looking at all the various machines and furniture, then stopped at one that looked kind of like a "seesaw" but much wider, stood there and read the plaque on it for several minutes. Then she looked over at the cabinets full of sex toys and paraphernalia and smiled, as though an idea had occurred to her. This did not make Gerri. "Here I was between them, caught in the middle, when Julie walked up and fondled my cock. "Ahh, you listened. I like men who go commando, women, too."I smiled and said, "I was just following instructions."She looked into my eyes and said, "I hope you will follow instructions later and do me." Giving my cock a final squeeze, she moved off and I went for a beer. The evening continued on with burgers and salads eaten around an outdoor table. The conversation continued in a sexy, teasing vein.