She was starred at and she saw several people whispering and looking at her.She finally signed in at the gym at 5:10 under the shocked look of the att...ndant. She moved to the locker room and quickly changed into the exercise outfit which was not nearly as embarrassing as the tube top and skirt. The leotard did ride into her ass and when she walked to the gym it rode into her pussy. The spandex shorts kept her from inconspicuously tugging it out.She decided to start on the tread mill and began. “Your guy, you have to put him back I don’t want to hurt you honey”. “what” I relied and pointing at my crotch she says “your guy, Im going to hurt you” I told it was okay and to continue she the gave mischievous wink. She started up again but with a new assertiveness she began rubbing leg very hard against my crotch effectively jerking me off. She pressed my head against her soft, large breast and I could smell something like peppermint and spice coming of her. She then began breathing rapidly. I was so turned on as I tiptoed through the doorway and surveyed the scene in front of me. David’s shoes and socks were on the floor, a few metres away from the doorway, his shirt a little further away, as were his shorts and he was sat on a kitchen chair, facing away from where I stood. Alison was sat straddling him, riding his cock as he guided her with his hands on her hips. Despite kissing David, Alison’s moans were getting louder and more desperate as she moved on him. I could feel my. ... which only served to provoke Lyn, "This fucking isn't funny!" You're right, funny isn't the word," Olivia chuckled. "Ridiculous is more like it." What does that mean?" C'mon... doctors doing their patients? Cheerleaders? Sex in the dressing room? Their running every play in the 'Lesbian Cliché' playbook," Olivia said. "What's next? Naughty nurses? Hot for teacher? The Mile High Club? It's all very... graphic... I grant you. But it's all so stupid!"Lyn sprang to her feet and glared at.