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Worse, it seemed Grace's attempts to fly under the radar of the trainers were about to come to naught. "Oh, no! Can't you distract them?" she whispered to Jeni, who stared knowingly at her from the other end of the bar. The brunette's eyes glinted as she turned to the first of the approaching trainers. "Hey, Coach! You know those flexibility drills you were showing me yesterday?" Grace smiled her appreciation, but frowned as Jeni continued Hardcore talking. "Grace, here, was asking me about them but I'm not fisting sure I remember them correctly -- can you show her?" She grinned wickedly at the redhead's obvious lack of enthusiasm. "No, it's okay..." Grace demurred, starting to back away. She twitched as if prodded at the feel of something wet sliding across her ass, and tried to move away from the man behind her. "Nonsense," said the trainer facing her. He smiled at Jeni like a cat watching a mouse, and his heavy cock pulsed, emitting a drop of gleaming moisture from its tip. "That's what we're here for! We can take the time now to run through them with you, Grace, and help Jeni review at the same time." Murmurs of assent greeted his common-sense suggestion. Grace wanted no part of them, but was strangely reluctant to make a scene or offend them. After all, the trainers were just there to help, weren't they? She tried to hide her lack of enthusiasm as the men herded her and Jeni away from the weight benches. "We'll just work freestyle, so the two of you can see each other," a trainer explained. "That will make it easier for you to practice by yourselves. All you really need is a clear Big Boobs area of floor and something to brace yourself with." Grace hadn't really paid any attention to the apparatus in front of her before then, but frankly it was just a vertical pole set in the floor. Jeni carelessly grabbed it with one hand and let her weight pull her around it; Grace's eyes narrowed but her train of thought was broken by the coach. "Okay, let's get you set up," the man directed, gesturing to the others. "Jeni, Grace, you just stand on opposite sides facing each other. Good!" His voice sounded a little Brunette rougher. "So first, we're going to stretch. Reach up, touching as high as you can without bouncing or jumping." The redhead positioned her feet just wide BDSM enough to provide some stability, and then reached out to grab the pole a little above her head. Grace stuck out her tongue at Jeni, who was doing the same thing opposite her, and then started walking her hands higher on the pole. "Closer!" grated one of the men behind her. A meaty hand pushed suddenly on Grace's ass, forcing her unexpectedly against the pole and making her gasp in surprise. She teetered and might have fallen, but the hand remained, trapping her in place. The smooth metal was chill between Grace's breasts. "Stretch, come on, both of you!" Grace vacillated momentarily, caught between chagrin at being taken off guard, gratitude for the assistance, and a momentary fear someone would notice how wet she was. “Nope.” I simply answered as we started walking. She acted like I asked her to go but that is not the case and she was already wet thinking about it..Point is that the awesome sex we supposedly had friday night that kept her from fucking him saturday( which is bs dudes chick was over) Well today it wasnt going to stop her from getting his Hardcore rod... God, he loved the feel of her soft perfect ass against his thighs. In one quick move, she swallowed the entire length to the back of her throat. Debbie reached up and grabbed his face and began to kiss him passionately again, Jarrod now starting to pick up speed backing out and then re-entering her now fully stretched BDSM pussy. I nodded my Brunette head as I drew up my skirt. “Are you okay?” I wanted to know. I hear from the other room. I was fed and given something to drink. Both men were 24 and unspectacular in appearance, not unattractive, but neither had the features that made them stand out to the ladies. It wasn't the same as rinsing your body afterward. My cock was aching in my pants. Well that was it. “There,” he said as he placed her cool, slim fingers round the shaft, “doesn’t that feel nice?” Pranges is an old-fashioned department store on three floors. Bill is about 6’ 180 pounds and athletic, with a nice face and a great smile. "Well, if they were going to shoot you, would you still choose death to save our daughter? Her skin rippled and turned a shade of pink as Big Boobs I slapped her beautiful small ass, making her yelp. After I’d been laid there for a couple of minutes the girl who’s been on the cycle next to me came and stood next to me. Ryan looked at me, then at Naomi. But, what if I said I wanted some fun with no contract attached?” My head is spinning, that much for one night. Inhabiting a feyhound was as much fun as being fucked by one. “You came up to me and asked me to help you out. "I'M LOOKIN' FORWARD TO BASHING THESE MAMS. I don’t believe that, you must have had some fun with the guys you hang out with.” I questioned. The idea of being hosed down in public fisting does not appeal to me but that time it felt really good. SMACK!