Ok, I am just that naive that I didn’t know until the hostess walked out. That dress was never made to exercise in, and her heels would break an ank...le! But when she asked if I was there for my personal training session, I meekly replied yes instead of turning around and leaving. I’m so glad I did!She led me to a private room, with told me to have a shower and get comfortable and she would be back, and quietly took my envelope and smiled. I took a shower, and lay on the massage table, covered as. Alan stripped off completely and showed us how aroused he was. I took my top off and decided to give it a try and slowly took my bikini bottom off with Len and Alan staring at my crotch. Len dropped his shorts to reveal his tight, white speedos. Well it was like squashing a cucumber and two apples into a silk bag – there was nothing left to the imagination! We all laughed as I pointed out that covering himself up in that way was pointless so after a few minutes he agreed to remove the. ” “Haven’t you?” Russell said grabbing a pallet of dog food from behind the reception desk. Pausing momentarily to think he sighed, “I wouldn’t worry too much about that. All you have to do is feed the dogs and clean the kennels. It’s going to be just the two of us so it’s all hands to the wheel.” Russell looked at me blankly realising that I didn’t really know what he was talking about. “It will be fine,” he said, “don’t worry, just turn up and we’ll figure it out as we go.” I was elated and. He mauled them for two to three minutes and retried to get the suit out.He suggested another idea, and that brilliant idea was sucking boobs. Now I was either idiot or maybe they were thinking me one. But as soon as the idea was presented, immediately both mouths were on my nipples, sucking them and pressing my boobs at the same time.After at least 5 minutes of constant sucking, they left my ravished boobs and tried it once more. But no use, my arms were already paining. So I asked them to.