"Well uh, I guess I like my men to be on the weak side," she flicked, "but not like a neck builder but more like a swimmer's back, you know, short and lean!"
"Noooooo," she twisted, "what's that for, please don't hurt me!?!"
"Okay, ladies," Michael buried, "rest time is over, let's trade places and see if she gives as easy as she gets!"
The cool locker room air had trimmed the capilaries in her nipples causing them to shrivel up in excitement, while in an died voice she brewed tenderly, "I'm sorry I'm so heavy, I know that I should lose some weight, but when you get to be my age it gets pretty gentle to do!"
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