She then moved the sweaty shirt closer to her nose. She took a big whiff of my gym shirt. She bite her middle finger this time. She looked down at my ...tight blue gym shorts. Can I get in now? I said. I wiped my hands on my chest, and down my abs. Some of the sweat bounced on the hot cement under my shoes. I kicked off my sweaty gym shoes. I was standing in front of her, wearing just my gym shorts and used jock strap. No! Your still sweaty.. she said. She then pointed to my sweaty gym shorts. She. Elly.That whore of Babylon he had known since childhood.If he was so intent on giving up all his beautiful clothes then why didn't he just throw them all away? Elly smiled in the darkness. Because, despite what he said, Tom wasn't in control, he never had been. Elly was in control, from the back of his mind, through every nerve, muscle and bone. She was the dominant one.His hands shook as he knelt over the cases and for one moment Elly had thought he might break down in tears. He wiped the. She took him in her throat and he was finished in no time, a nice creamyload went down her throat. She stood up and gave him a deep kiss,exploring his mouth with her tongue, there were still some cum in hermouth and she pushed it into his. "Well that was very nice, take my # andgive me a call sometime, I would love to have a sissy sister to playwith." After exchanging info, Mike pulled his pants back up and left therestroom. Carissa drank some water, and freshened up. She took a few hitsof the. One of them rolled off the curved plastic and dropped in to the bowl. A sense of missed opportunity came over me and without another breath I hit the floor on all fours, face close to the seat, mouth dropped open. As I stared at the remaining drops I felt my tongue extend. "This is gross, right? I shouldn't be doing this.."I thought, as my tongue gently touched the cold plastic and started to move upwards. And then the taste changed. The warm, sweet, salty taste of Josh hit my tongue - my eyes.