I tear my mouth from his to graze on his neck. ‘Oh Fuck! Kat, baby, that feels so fucking good!’ he groans out loudly. I smile wickedly, lowerin...g my self to my knees between his legs. I grasp his thighs, massaging them deeply. Slowly, I slide my hands up his thighs to the waistband of his jeans, undoing them. As I work the zipper down, his hardened cock springs free. I gasp in surprise. He’s not wearing any underwear! ‘Oh Kat! Let me feel that heavenly mouth on my cock.’ he rasps out between. By the way, he's not sponsor level. Besides that, he's a player." It took an effort but I resisted the temptation to look toward the near end of the bar."You don't know what you're talking about. For your information, I already know Lenny isn't sponsor level. He's a 6.4." It took a few seconds for Marjorie to realize she'd been goaded into revealing her agenda. She had the grace to blush."I'll have another, Sarah. Make it a double please." I was going to ask Marjorie if she wanted anything else. We chatted as if 25 years hadnt seperated us. She knew I was married and all but that didnt seem to bother her at all. As we got more tipsy, the we talked about old times, you know, the old flame kinda talk. I soon relaized that we were practially shoulder to shoulder and her hand was on my thigh. I made the bold move to put my hand on her thigh and it was then she moved her hand up and touched my cock. At this point, staring into her eyes I said, why dont we go and talk in private. We made our. After class, he approaches me and asks me how I got so good at gymnastics. I told him I used to train at another gym. He then asked if I wanted any extra help after class. I had noticed how strong he was when helping us, and I was starting to get a little bit attracted to him. So I said yes. We worked on round off backflips, because my round off was a bit sloppy. As he was spotting me, his hand kept ‘accidentally’ brushing against my tits. He then asked me for help on his back bend. As I was.