His wife had died of a rare blood disease. They hadn't had children. He never found anyone else that he could be serious about. So here he was at fort...y-eight, overworked, and on vacation alone.I couldn't believe this handsome, charming man was alone. When I told him that he told me that he found it strange that I was too.'No one new in your life? No boy toy even?'I laughed long at that one. A boy toy for me? A forty-seven year old, mother of two, divorced of one? No, not me I told him.'Well,. I loved that story and it opened up so many extra fantasies for me. I let O know that it was called 'Pumped' and I made sure to send him the link, I just hoped he enjoyed it as much as me.When O replied to my text about meeting up, my heart skipped a beat when he told me to meet him at the gym he worked at. He told me the gym would be quiet by that time and offered me a 1 on 1 personal training session before he promised to fulfil this fantasy of mine.I arrived around half past 8 in the evening. O-o-h-h-h-h-h-h y-e-s-s-s-s-s-s. o-o-h-h-h-h-h-h y-e-s-s-s-s-s-s. He was grinning from ear to ear. He knew he had paid for two minutes, but this ride seemed to go on and on and on forever. o-o-h-h-h-h-h-h y-e-s-s-s-s-s-s. o-o-h-h-h-h-h-h y-e-s-s-s-s-s-s. All of a sudden, Mark pulled his body down and held him tight. Mark’s hands seemed to be shaking a little. Mark’s arms were covered in sweat. Was his turn over? But Mark wasn’t letting him climb off. David was about to ask him what was. .As though the sight of what was conveyed in the first two carriages, were not enough to bring the emerging seed forth from the two in lusty spurts, while taking Thomas to the yearning of a second show of liquid surrender, the coaxing spite of the canes and what travelled in the third carriage, ensured that semen was let fly from their dominated cocks in ecstatic potency. Beyond the proudly contented smile of the plump young woman who flicked her whip at its horses, the open carriage.