Total Woman Trainers Ch 02
It had been a slow boring morning before Syd asked his assistant to join him at the front desk. Syd sat pant-less behind the counter as the gym receptionist knelt beneath his naked thighs and suckled his cock. He watched the neighborhood soccer moms stroll in singly, joining small clusters that lingered at but not on the exercise machines. They pretended to stretch their plump physiques as they socialized with the other cynical housewives. The conversations revolved around the usual topics:...