I had just finished rinsing the shampoo out of my hair when I heard her. “Ow! Oh shit! Hank, help me!” I could tell Fran was in real pain. I grabb...ed the towel and wrapped it around my waist as I carefully ran across the wet tiles, out of one locker room and into the other. Fran was writhing in pain, clutching her right thigh and hamstring. She was on her side on the floor of the showers with her shower raining down on her naked body. “It’s a cramp. Oh, God, make it stop!” she called. I knelt. Fir maine apni shirt utari. Tab dheere se maine apne honthuske gale se hote huye bra k upper se hi jaise hi uske nipple par rakhe usne eksee k sath apni kamar upper uthayi or mujhe jor se jakad k apni baaho me leliya or aanke band kar li. Maine unhe aise hi chuste chuste dheere se uski brak huk khol diye or use hta diya. Dheere se apne hath un golayio pe rakh k jaisehi maine unhe dabaya woe k dum se mujhe side me kar k mer uuper aa gyi or merechehre gaalo ko or mere nipples ko jor jor se chusne. I couldn't help to slide my hand underneath her shirt and as I carresed a boob I felt a nipple rising between my fingers. My other hand disappeared under her skirt and my fingers found their way between the wet fabricHer breath went into second gear. "Oh how love this'" she sighed as she spreaded her legs some more.I looked at the bar and saw a young girl eyeing our action."I think I spot someone who likes this too," I said. "At the bar."She craned her neck and smiled. "She's cute!" I didn't. Debbie started to ride Gary’s cock as he cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples. She breathed harder and harder as she moved faster up and down. Gary, on his second fuck of the night and heading for a third orgasm, appeared more controlled, letting Debbie ride his cock as he explored her body with his hands. It was not going to be a five minute fuck and a orgasm.I took my time licking Jacqui’s pussy lips, encouraged by the sound of her moaning and the feel of her grinding against my tongue.