Houston 500

Her eyes widened and she caught her lower lip between her teeth, involuntarily sucking in a breath. Wade Ferrari lay on one of the weight benches, his rock-hard erection projecting almost flat against his ripped abs as he pressed the weighted bar in his hands slowly higher, exhaling as his arms reached nearly full extension. Grace had been crushing on him since forever, and now there was nothing to distract her taking in the long lines of his body, the way the muscles ran under his skin, or the shock of dark hair that always made her want to run her fingers through it... After a few seconds, he released the hold and brought the bar down to the rests above the bench, sucking in a breath as the weights clunked to rest. Grace remembered to breath too, staring appreciatively at every inch of him, especially the deliciously rigid tool projecting from his hairless groin. Below it, his equally bare sack called to her, begging to be caressed and licked. His skin gleamed with exertion, exuding a faint but entrancing musk that doggy style made her mouth and pussy water. Grace had never wanted to masturbate more than she did just then, but a sudden thought paralyzed her in the doorway. Why did she have to creep off and settle for second best when she had the real deal right in front of her? It would be unbearably humiliating if she said something and Wade turned her down, no matter what Jeni said, but who said he ever had to know? She fought her expression back to studied nonchalance and eased the rest of the way into the gym. "Hey, Wade, I didn't realize you were here." The bar slammed back onto the rest, harder than it had a minute earlier. "Grace!" Wade sat up quickly, almost hitting his forehead on the bar, and lay back down. "I was, um, just working out. What are you doing here?" "Just couldn't sleep," she answered, hoping he'd overlook Big Tits her wet skin as easily as gang bang his mind filled in clothing. "You know you aren't supposed to be doing this by yourself. It's dangerous; Coach would kick your ass if he knew." "I'm okay," Wade objected, sounding a little defensive. "It's just hard to concentrate during the day, with everybody staring at you, you know? "Why?" he asked. “Thank you for putting us gang bang in the Program together. Her expression was one of terror, awe and hope, a puppy’s gaze upon her new master, an instinctual, undeniable need to submit. “Better Cantor?” Just when Sarah was about to end blowing, he erupted in her mouth. doggy style “THEY DON’T MAKE THIS KIND NO MORE” I think I was being dense. They Big Tits wore tight panties, and had black collars on. Although I know Melanie would tell me that I was all that mattered, that would be true only as far as she was concerned and not representative of my personal feelings. “ Why did it happen?” I grunted. The drive was nice (although it was dark) and Mike and I talked about everything on the way up. "On a scale of one to ten, how sore is this?" All I could do was lie.