She appreciated Terri's humor, and the way she always seemed to laugh at herself. Emma thought Terri had been hilariously straightforward about the fa...ct that her perfect 'C' cup breasts had been a birthday present from Paul. And no matter how serious their discussions became, Terri never seemed to take herself seriously.As they got to know one another better, Terri had encouraged Emma to join her in working out two mornings a week at the local gym. She had been surprised at how good it made her. She smiled to herself.“They seem to enjoy it”, said a rather deep voice behind her“Yes…I don’t blame them”, answered Grace turning around to face the lady with heels.She was tall and slim, regular shape and size for a blonde. Grace couldn’t see her well but her face seemed attractive. She wore a pearl necklace, a dark blouse and a rather short skirt. She was easily in her 50s maybe even 60. She took out a cigarette.“Do you smoke ?”, she asked“Sometimes”, answered Grace,”I’ll have a puff of. . get all wet. I mean my clothes would get all wet."Jill laughed and splashed him with the bath water. "Like I don't get them wet when I cum?"He'd admitted to her that what was happening to her was him "helping her cum" and now it was a part of the routine.In truth, she got pretty wild sometimes and he did, in fact, get pretty wet sometimes. He tried again. The shower has a glass door, and if we leave it open while the shower's on, and I'm trying to wash you, water will get everywhere." Then. Suck on him.” Lynda insisted. I opened wide and took as much in as I could. His bulbous head nearly filled my mouth completely. I remembered those days long gone by with my young friends and sucked as I had back then. I pulled back his foreskin, pursed my lips and slid them over the big head, taking him in like a pussy. I felt it grow in my mouth. In no time, he was really big; thick, long, and hard. He was as ready as he’d ever be to fuck. “That’s enough,” he told me, pushing my head away as.