"Yeah, do your best," was Grace's distracted reply. She refused to let herself look back to see if the woman was still watching. Grace was still distracted during afternoon workout. Without trying to be obvious about it, she kept college an eye on her surroundings, feeling somewhat relieved the woman in the dress was absent, but equally disappointed that Wade wasn't anywhere to be seen, either. Maybe it was her divided attention, and maybe it was the lingering effect of her extra morning sprints, but the redhead dropped a weight she'd thought was safely on the bar, barely missing her unprotected foot. "I'm okay!" she yelped sheepishly, certain everybody in the gym suddenly was looking at her. Worse, it seemed Grace's attempts to fly under the radar of the trainers were about to come to naught. "Oh, no! Can't you distract them?" she whispered to Jeni, who stared knowingly at her from the other end of the bar. The brunette's eyes glinted as she turned to the first of the approaching trainers. "Hey, Coach! You know those flexibility drills you were showing me yesterday?" Grace smiled her appreciation, but frowned as Jeni continued talking. "Grace, here, was asking me about them but I'm not sure I remember them correctly -- can you show her?" She grinned teen wickedly at the redhead's obvious lack of enthusiasm. "No, it's okay..." big ass Grace demurred, starting to back away. She twitched as if prodded at the feel of something wet sliding across her fuck ass, and tried to move away from the man behind her. "Nonsense," said the trainer facing her. He smiled at Jeni like a cat watching a mouse, and his heavy cock pulsed, emitting a drop of gleaming moisture from its tip. "That's what we're here for! We can take the time couple now to run through them with you, Grace, and help Jeni review at the same time." Murmurs of amateur assent greeted his common-sense suggestion. Grace wanted no part of them, but was strangely reluctant to make a scene or offend them. After all, the trainers were just there to help, weren't they? She tried to hide her lack of enthusiasm as the men herded her and Jeni away from the weight benches. It is like my default setting to accuse the person I’m with before actually using logical thought. It means so much.” You've been a good girl tonight. "Oh…by, the way, have you ever played strip poker?" He turned her around and bent her over, there was a pause. My orgasm swelled faster and faster. You're a great guy. “As my Master says,” she answers softly. “ Fuck that. This Behemoth had to be every bit of 11 inches already dripping precum. “I’m sorry Pierre,” she said, “but I will have to lie you back now”. I wrote note to my friend. "Are you girls going anywhere nice," the driver asked us. It was a big ass long, slower and more delicious mating, but absolutely physical in nature. His number. “Thank you, Frank. “You can’t do this! With each new conquest she was finding him hotter and hotter. And there could only be one explanation. Then he wandered over to his enclosure, got some water, and laid down on his dog bed where could fuck lick his cock clean. Now Fort William is the sort of shithole that makes Weatherfield look like a town, one amateur fucking solitary shopping street stuffed with overpriced college teen tat shops and couple everywhere the sound of tortured cats which they think is music being played on the bagpipes. I really didn’t want Sarah giving Chloe any shit. "No condoms in the house."