The woman stepped before him, perhaps thirty years of age. There she was, he stated in thought, confident he just witnessed the emergence into his lif...e that long awaited inspiration and she was beautiful. She was different than all those previous inspirations. She was unique and that he praised. She held her smile, cleared her throat then finally pushed herself to speak, ‘Hello,’ she took a breath, ‘Mr. Hardway, I hope I’m not too late.’ His eyes focused on her face, read her nervousness. Her sweat-soaked body felt so warm against mine. She then took me by the hand and led me out of the gym and into the clubhouse proper. She pushed me back onto the sofa and unzipped my pants, revealing my waiting erection. She then took me into her mouth and worked my cock with her tongue, with a frenzy that lived up to my Energizer Bunny expectation. Her sweat-soaked hair danced down on my thighs and legs as she worked me over with almost inhuman energy. She squeezed every drop out of my shaft. He stepped behind me, wrapped his arms around me and started kissing my ear. I melted into his arms. Supporting me in his muscled arms, he continued kissing until I turned to face him. ‘Mmmmmmm’ That was all I need say. We walked together to the bed where the serious kissing commenced. His hand slid down my leg then, with just his fingertips, he slowly worked his way back up to my thigh. It tickled but always turned me on. This strong man teasing me with such a soft touch. He kept his kissing. I had my socks on, so I slipped across the room to her hamper to get the goods. My god, on that particular day the thong was the dankest musk I’ve ever experienced, probably since she let it sit on her post-jog vagina and asshole for 20-30 minutes after going for a run – letting the sweat and juices marinate the thong. I was able to smell the musk by simply standing next to the hamper. I could feel that the thong was warm and wet in my hand when I grabbed it – nice and fresh from her holes,.