There was hush from the visiting players as they checked out my tanned and fit body when I began doing some upper body curls.A couple of the front off...ice girls had come in for their afternoon workouts, and were being attentive to me, "Can we get you a Gatorade, or how about one of your protein shakes?"Jeannie and Sherry thought it was cute, but also distracting to have a few more nicely-built women working out with me and the Brewers' players.I passed through the locker room to get a fresh. I was right behind her with my clothes s**ttered around the room in the blink of an eye. My cock slipped into her cunt in one thrust, as I bottomed out. She screamed out in bliss! "Fuck me now! Fuck me hard! Fuck yeah! Big fucking cock! Yes fuck me ohhh GOOOOOOD! IM CUMMING YEAH CUMMING ON YOUR HARD FUCKING COCK!!!" I continued pound her cunt like a jack hammer! She was on a wave of orgasms, one after the other. We fucked hard and I was getting close. She could tell I was going to cum. She. The Greek restaurant deserved its reputation for good food. The wine was a little strange; perhaps retsina was an acquired taste. We were too early for the plate smashing; which was probably a good thing.We held hands again and strolled down to the jazz club. It was quite a bit busier than it had been the night before. The band were just finishing their first set.We found a table in a dark corner, and I got some drinks from the bar."Jon, why is that cigarette smoke in the corner so blue? Is it. While Tempe and I couldn’t see it from the master-bedroom, our friends at the party whooped it up when the computerized voice growled out, “I am Iron Man!“After another two rips of the booming drums and bass, the introductory music played before Tony Iommi’s killer guitar riff thundered over the speakers joining Bill Ward’s pounding drums and Geezer Butler’s bass. At that point, Tempe and I ran from the bedroom in our Road Warriors armor, makeup and skull caps; and did our best muscle-men.