Are you a Met fanor a Yankee fan?" Yankees. How could anybody be a Met fan? They never get it done.They spend, but they can't get it done." I'm a Met ...fan," I grinned. He made me feel comfortable. He wasn'ttrying to prove himself."Boy, I can't get a break, can I?" It's not the end of the world. Besides, you guys haven't won since2000." When we beat you." Now, you're pushing it." He looked down. "Kidding. Kidding. Adam,please." I finished my set and we walked over to the Stairmasters.We started. His moans started to get louder and his breathing was very rapid. I knew he was close to cumming. Suddenly, she stopped. He began to beg her to finish but she quickly silenced his pleas by yelling 'Shut it, slut. I will tell you when you can speak or beg.' Her voice was deeper than I expected. She led him to the couch and told him to get to his knees and suck her tits. She guided his head to a pair of tits that were practically perfect and he hungrily suckled each nipple as if it were his. I walked over to the kitchen and started chatting her up. We generally talked about her family in the village and so on. The kitchen was hot and the sweat had soaked her blouse completely. One could see the black bra clearly under her red blouse ,even the shape of the nipple was visible slightly.She noticed me giving those glances but continued with her work. Now her back was turned to me as she bent down to clean the floor and I could see her rounded ass straining against the confines of her. He thought that he saw them glance momentarily at the slightly open bathroom window. He moved back. Had they seen him? No, it was alright. He carried on filming. But what was happening now? Jade had taken a position on the ground in front of Katy, and was staring intently at her panties. Katy was still on her back, her legs apart, with her knees drawn towards her chest. The pretty white cotton panties were stretched tight again across her cunt, and Jim zoomed in close to see what Jade.