I didn’t care about her face. I didn’t care. I wanted a woman. I wanted her. There was time. Maybe I could get away with it. ‘Fancy a glass of w...ine instead then? In the warm… the fire’s on. Why don’t you come in?’ ‘I’m okay, thanks.’ She sighed and fiddled with her bag. The rising wind blew her straggly hair across her face. She bit down on her bottom lip and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. I could hear the rain pinging on the roof of her car, it sounded almost sleety. You stupid. "I want you to choose a locker that is located in the center of the locker room. Once you are done with your shower, you are to proceed to your locker, dress and then you will take this plug and shove it up your ass right there at your locker." A shocked look passed over my wife's face. She knew how busy the gym can get, and trying to put the butt plug in unobtrusively would be an almost impossible task should there be a crowd in the locker room. To make things even more difficult, I gave her a. I knew they would be fucking soon and I couldn't wait to see his cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy. Ann raised her knees again with her ass still propped up on that pillow. If she had done this with me, I would have taken it as an invitation to push a couple of fingers in her cunt. Bob had a different interpretation. With my great view, I watched him take numerous admiring looks at Ann’s pink asshole. It was a pretty one with perfect color and shape. With her knees raised the way they. She moaned gripping it tightly and began rubbing it. Amber continued rubbing it until it throbbed pressing against my jeans. I reached down undoing the button and then unzipped them providing some relief when she reached into my boxers and pulled it out. She started stroking it while cupping my balls with her hand when she quickly stood up grabbing a pillow from the couch and threw it to the floor between my legs. Amber stood up placing her hands on my knees as she lowered herself onto the.