Tanner was an extremely buff guy, and damn what I would give to see his thick cock. He was shorter than me, about five foot six, but man was he packin...g some muscles. Last year I saw him with his shirt off and his muscles were very toned along with his twelve pack. He was like a workout maniac, exercise his life. I worked on the weights and went through my various workouts, got twenty minutes on the bike and did my core. I went back to the locker room and grabbed a towel. I started to undress. I fall onto my knees in front of you, rubbing my hand over the front of your boxers feeling your throbbing cock harden more at the touch of my hand. You let out a low moan as if to give me the go ahead. I pull your boxers down to your pants and take your shaft into my hand. I slowly work my way up and down your hard cock. I look up at you smiling, the look on your face telling me youre enjoying this. I flick my tongue over the head of your cock. I push your cock up a little running my tongue. Ryan relaxed, enjoying the physical contact. It had been a while since she'd dated, and she hadn't realized how much she'd missed this aspect of being with someone. Not just kissing—although she wasn't complaining—but just being next to someone, or holding hands. "We could take this somewhere more comfortable." Brody slid his hand under her shirt. "We could, but I think I'd better go." She smiled. "Lots of work to do and all that." "You sure?" Brody kissed her again. "Because you seem a lot. 'It is my body. It is my life I'm risking. What kind of life will either of us have if you mess it up?'Taylor-Nicole crawled like a lioness toward her over the bed. Nicole backed away out of the chest, 'You have to learn to act like me. That's the only way we can share my life. If I knew I could trust you to do that, I could take my body back, and let you be the ghost.' Taylor-Nicole frowned at her reaction as s-he reached for the ghost pants that Nicole had borrowed for his-Taylor's astral.