"Pshh! Hell use me I wouldn't mind." I shook my head. "I couldn't do that to the woman I love." I said without realizing what I just admitted. "Shit."... I cursed myself. "Y-You what?" Uhh n-nothing." She glared at me has she stalked toward me. I backed up onto the couch in my office. "Tell the truth." I gulped. She put her hand on my dick giving it a rough squeeze. I groaned."I I...." I could barely say it. She had unzipped my pants. Pulling both my slacks and boxers down and started pumping my. Each time I thought I was going to pass out she would lift up and allow a single breathe and swap from her pussy to arse!! This when on 15 minutes with her swapping from her arse to pussy each minute!I was lay there with my face covered in hot juices and she came after really rubber her pussy into my face, thinking that i was getting abused and violated but I was secretly loving every minute of it.Her next words filled me with excitement "because you have been a good boy am going to treat you". Loitering by the mirrors, taking exceptionally long breaks in between sets on the thigh machine. One night, I decided to toss my empty Red Bull can into the recycling canister right by that machine she was prying open with her knees. Holy fuck what a good idea. I couldn't believe my eyes when I walked by. I looked down, and her pussy was popping out, right up against the inside of those pants. Sometimes it's the brown pair, but that night, it was the light purple where you can Really see. "I think you're right, Ralph," she said. "But I think you've got your pole in the wrong place, if you know what I mean?" She took the end of the aluminum rod out from between her smooth loins and turned around. Ralph held the handle of the pole, and Susan held the sharp end. She wasn't wearing any underwear. She picked up her skirt and applied the middle of the rod to the backside of her pelvis. "Now if you were able to give me a pole that would help in this kind of skiing," she said, "I might.