Aerobics Girls Club [s01] Sharon Mitchell and Bionca

“You don’t know how wrong you are Dawn, it hurts me deeply that you should even think that, I do love you, with all my heart and I’m so happy for you, and for the gift you have and now the opportunity to take advantage of it but I will not stand in your way. Please believe me, I do love you and like I said, my home will always be your home. Now, I’m sorry love but we need to go, we do still have a gig tonight.” Sadness gripped my heart as she turned and walked off to the car, leaving me to gather our stuff. It was an awkward and silent drive home. The night’s gig was the first time that the Hairy spark between us was missing, the show was okay but the magic was missing, she smiled at the punters but not once at me, how I kept a brave face and a tremor out of my voice, I’ll never know. It turned out to be our last show together. “You coming to bed yet, Dawn?” I called from the bedroom. “Not just yet,” she answered. I didn’t check the time but it was well into classic the night when I woke, I reached to touch her but only vintage found an empty space. I padded downstairs, she was on the sofa all wrapped in a blanket and fast asleep. For an age I stood watching her, questioning, should I wake her, ask her again to come to bed or should I let her sleep? In the end, I fetched a bottle of brandy and spent the rest of the night sitting on the balcony, slowly getting pissed. I must have fallen asleep at some stage, with a thick head, I wandered into the kitchen and put the coffee maker on. I saw the blanket was gone from the living room, she wasn’t in the bedroom or bathroom. I panicked, shouting for her but was only met with silence. Then downstairs to the parking area, her car was gone. A check around the apartment soon showed that most of her stuff was gone. In desperation, I searched for a note from her but there was none. I don’t know how many hours it was that pussy I lay on the sofa, for ages I cried until there were no tears left, then dry sobs shook my body. Sometime that afternoon, the doorbell woke me, “Fuck off!” I shouted, but the bell kept skinny on ringing. It was my friend Romero. “Sorry pal, what can I do for you.” “Dina, my love, you look like hell, can I come in?” I waved him through. “I just came to tell you that I saw Dawn at the airport this morning, she was very upset but she wouldn’t answer me when I asked her what was wrong. “I would love to talk about that. You are the very definition of ‘exotic.’” “Astrid, I think we have a challenger.” I chuckled. To be continued... They did not feel shame or disgust with what they had just done, those feeling were gone long ago. Just a few seconds after I sent him those and the text, he sent me a gif he made where he was standing in front of a mirror so I could see his gorgeous face and all of his hot as fuck body. I thought that that was the end of the hypnotism idea but a few weeks later we were invited to a house-warming party at Tim’s (my boss) house. Juices gushed out around my fingers, bathing my hand and spilling down my thighs. She collapsed on the bed and I fell beside her, the two of us asleep before our heads even hit the pillow. “Is something wrong, Mother?” I asked. Not a cheating whore, but a faithful and loving woman. ‘I felt so guilty for what I had done, for the life I had forced on them, but maybe with this, I can finally start to do right by them.’ That’s the kind of thing you’d hear from the overacted character in every AMC show.” This is the best ass I’ve ever fucked.” she moans. She needed to touch her nipples which were standing at attention burning with the need for attention. They Hairy all wanted to meet the new boss. “I’m afraid I’ve been sampling a little too much of your husband,” Gaia said, her voice stuffed to the brim with remorse. She made us a couple of glasses of ice tea and we sat in her livingroom talking. I came so hard, it was nearly painful, but it was exquisite, all the same. She takes a huge gobble of air. He knew what he was doing to me and he knew classic he'd already won this game. The house was cute, just outside pussy a very nice neighborhood, which put us in good schools (a lot of good it did my sister), but inside our home you’d think we were squatters. I got a couple of cents back in change and then we were off. “What’s up, dude?” The boldest one and the first to approach the short wall of our patio asked. I smiled just long enough to make sure at least one of the other players saw me. One of the player suddenly looked nervous having seen my smile. Sami was stammering and trying to cover vintage herself with some clothes that were laying on the bed. Giving you skinny directions! The beers were loosening me up a bit so when the game started again I left my legs open; not too far, but enough for Ryan to see my pussy. Wait... am I the magicians bunny!? Although she never asked, she slathered our fries with ketchup. Ana went to answer with a smile on her face and bounce in her steps.