I was hurting and feeling good at the same time. Finally his whole cock went in my ass. I let out a moan. After catching my breath he lifted up my ass... all the way to the tip of his dick and brought back down with force. My ass swallowed his whole cock as I screamed a bit. He started moving his hips thrusting his cock in my ass furiously. The only thing I could do was held onto him tight. My mind was blank. My dick was rubbing on his stomach. His hot hard cock kept pounding my ass. I thought I. I was glad I wasn't wearing a skimpy leotard, not that I even owned one, of course.After a good fifteen minutes on the mat, I was instructed to get on the exercise bike to further warm up my muscles and get the blood flowing. Tyler said ten minutes would be a good start, so I began peddling away. After only three minutes or so I was sweating and feeling short of breath, but fought to make it to the finish.I assumed we'd take a break after my time on the bike, but Tyler had other things in mind.. " The Lost Dutchman 10K is a road race, so you should train runnin' roads, not a track. It's an out and back, using the last three plus miles of the marathon course. So the easy-pace, 12-mile run you should do this mornin' should be out and back, too. We'll use your rough calculation of 8 blocks to the mile. Run 48 blocks out, turn around and run back. You haven't run for a while, so don't push yourself too hard. When I drop off, I'll go back and get the Jetta and follow along with ya in case. On the other hand, what harm could come from a cup of coffee and some conversation? Roger seems so nice and so attractive.’ But she knew the harm – her ex-husband had seemed nice but turned out to be a louse. Roger was even more dangerous. The magnetic attraction she’s felt toward him could mean serious heartache. Her brain was protesting, ‘I don’t need the complication of getting involved with someone I could really fall for . .’ while her mouth blithely answered, ‘I’d love to, but I have to.