“Wait here, and I’ll take you to the showers,” he told me. “Almost done, Becca. Your boobs and snatch were hanging out anyway,” he replied. Tommy took the handheld and washed my pussy, gently flushing the men’s cum out of it. A man brought me a thick white terrycloth robe to wear when my shower was over. You could hear a pin drop. It’s still a gym, isn’t it?” I asked. It was very erotic to have a man wash me like that, and he kissed me and caressed me through the process. “No, stop, Tommy, what are you doing?” I cried out. I never work out. “No, please, I’ve had enough, Tommy. “You’ll see, we never thought we’d have a use for this room, but I guess we were wrong,” Tommy said, smiling ear to ear. I thought it might be good to tone my body, so I joined on a whim. You’ll get to show them what you’re made of,” he whispered. Read 142965 times |
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