The Marathoners were in use as soon as the doors opened. They were booked most of the day for two weeks out. There were even more demands for the gift... packages.The office was getting calls from Delaware Pennsylvania and Virginia inquiring and booking the marathoners. The out of state calls were sent to us from the manufactures web site. One group of 8 runners from Pittsburg had inquired about booking an entire weekend 24 hours each on both machines at the end of January. They were going to book. She attends ladies group luncheons and hosts a couple of parties a year for Mr. M's office colleagues and others for family, neighborhood and club friends. Oh yes, and church too; does her Sunday services and a bit of volunteering for this and that.But ... Do you know what "but" means? It means forget all that I just told you. Now I am going to tell you about what Mrs. M is inwardly, privately, intimately. Mrs. M has enhanced sex drive. It's plain what you're thinking, that she certainly. ”“You sure? I can stop, if you don’t like it.”“That’s just it. I do like it. Please, don’t stop.I focused on her navel, next. She began to move, but microscopically. But it was movement.“Lower, Chris. Suck my thingy. Please stop teasing me.”“Your `thingy’?,” I asked her, grinning.“My vagina and clitoris.” She paused. “OK, shit. Suck my cunt! There, is that what you want to hear?”“Is that what you want me to suck?” I fired back.“Yes, damit! Now just do it.” She paused, embarrassed by. Is it ok for you, or would you want me to take a bath and come?V: I just love it the way you are, Sandy.She just smiled and nodded her head, kind of dismissing me. She got up from the couch. She took off her hoodie. Her kurti rose a bit to show off her midriff. What a woman she was. Not a single wrinkle or stretch mark. I started getting hard. She walked ahead, as usual, swaying her beautiful ass.V: Sandy, can I ask you something? Why do you sway your hips so much, especially when walking ahead.