They asked what our plans were and Ginger said we had some shopping to do, but we would be home and have dinner ready when everyone got home. When we... got into out bedroom, Ginger asked Pepper if she wanted to cuddle up behind me tonight and we all started laughing again. She said not in my wildest dreams was she going to cuddle up behind me after all the refried beans I ate for dinner. But she did ask Ginger if she could take the middle and have me cuddle up behind her and she could cuddle. Then I ended with the heavy bag. While most of the people in the club were pure boxers I was trained in kick boxing and had experience in MMA fighting as well, so I worked the bag with punches, kicks, knees and elbow strikes. This Saturday there were only a few people working out and by the time I was finished that had been reduced to four. There was the Gym’s title hope who was being trained by his personal trainer and manager in the ring. An older guy sweating through a weight set and a young. After a while I hear her walk over to me. She kneels behind me and lifts my shirt over my head. An ankle finds its way around either side of my waist and into my lap. I feel her glossy tender lips press against my back. Her petite little hands surprise my traps with an irrationally firm grip. I can feel that tongue with each kiss, and thats when I begin to pulse again. She knows it. Her feet can feel it. One of them hooks underneath it and strokes slowly. I lay back onto her and can. “God, I want you!” “Then give in to me,” I pleaded, now unable to keep the desperation from ringing in my tones. “I’ll do anything you want, Brandon; there are no depths I won’t stoop to for you.” My words only encouraged him to thrust harder. A sharp inhale of breath shot through my gritted teeth as I combated the feeling inside me, vainly resisting the ecstatic impaling of my sucking innards. I felt my control wane, and my body move without my permission, compelled by the euphoria building.