”“Fuck that shit,” I told her. Reaching out again, I put my hand behind the nearest leg. “Let’s work out here.” I tugged her towards me.El...yse snorted in derision, but let the leotard slip from her hand and down her leg. Stepping out of it, she bent over and lifted the sheet. Scanning my body, she remarked “I guess you are ready for some exercise,” and smiled.I just grinned back and shifted over on the bed. I patted the sheet and Elyse slid in next to me. Turning on her side she gave me a deep. I serviced him for a few minutes before he said, "Let's get in bed." I needed no further encouragement. He hugged me and held me close. I oved the feeling of our cocks pressed against each other's bodies. I ran my hands all over his body, feeling his strong muscles - like me, Tyrone exercised a lot. We lay on the bed and I began kissing and licking my way down his chest while fondling his enormous cock. Once again I took his manhood in my mouth and slurped away. I would break off every now and. I was used to working on cars every day and then working in my yard to keep busy. Diane tried to keep me occupied and we paled several different games, but I really wasn’t into most of the games she chose. It was a Friday day and there was nothing I wanted to see on TV and Diane could tell that I was not thrilled with her choices of games, so she asked me if there was anything I would enjoy. I told her that I enjoyed playing poker, but she said it couldn’t be for money. I told her no problem. I slid Sarah off of me and to the cold wet floor and tried to get a response from her, patting her on the face and shaking her. “She’ll be fine” Kristi assured me as she grabbed her “bag of horrors” and took a seat on a stool at the workbench. I heard Sara let a faint “Oh Shit” as she giggled softly as she rolled to her side and closed her legs and covered her rear with her hands as if to protect it from further invasion.Kristi removed the strap on and pulled a bottle of jack out from the bag..