As I looked he lifted the bar and weights up off the stands and put them on the floor – with one hand. No wonder he lifted it so many times when he was on his back. When I opened the door to the big room there were about 8 naked girls spreading out ready to start the class. I found a space and psyched myself up ready to start. Soft, calming music started student playing and the woman instructor started. No sooner that we’d got into the first position, the door opened and about a dozen guys (including Ryan) walked in. They all came and stood quite close to allure us. For a second I thought that they were actually going to come right in amongst us and start doing the yoga but they just stood there, about 2 metres from us. None of the girls seemed perturbed by this; in fact I saw a couple of the girls smiling. I figured that they must be exhibitionists. The instructor ignored the guys as well and for the next 30 minutes or so she got us into some of the most exposing and embarrassing positions that I could think of; even as bad as the art classes; except that they didn’t have any baseball bats at the gym. All the time that we had our pussies spread and thrust up in the air, the guys kept changing places with each other. It was like they wanted to get a good look at tight all of our pussies. Some silly thoughts crossed my mind as I held some of the positions; would they go girlfriend back to the workout room and compare mental notes that they’d made about our pussies? Would they ‘rank’ each one of us? Or had they already taken bets on which of us had the wettest pussy. I thought that I must stand a good chance in that competition; but there again, I hadn’t looked at the other girl’s pussies. oral When the class was over I went over to thank the instructor. She was talking to Lucy and I managed to say my thanks as Lucy finished. Lucy hung back and walked out with me. She asked if I’d enjoyed myself and if I’d be coming back again. “Well yes and no,” I said, “the workout and the yoga was good but I got so embarrassed when the guys stared at me.” “Don’t worry about that; the embarrassment soon disappears. I can guarantee that with a couple more sessions you’ll stop getting embarrassed and start enjoying the attention.” Lucy replied, “So you’ll be back then?” “I guess so, Ryan will want to come again so I’ll have to come too.” “Don’t worry; you’ll soon start enjoying it.” With that Lucy turned and headed to the changing room and I went to look for Ryan “Fancy a game of squash?” Ryan asked when I found him. "What do you need?" “Hit her again and you will regret it” The first years might not have experience or skills on their side, but they did have the numbers, and they would exploit that to their fullest extent. Giving her a warm smile, I replied, “I was just teasing and thank you. Tom then moved back onto the bed and lay down with his erection sticking up. That scent of tart cream filled my nose. "Never mind," He thought. It was obvious that he wanted me, and why wouldn’t he? Chris looked from one to the other as both girls held out a hand and opened them. Suddenly the dildo was thrust back into her twat, this time set on high as it began to re-ignite her quieted orgasm. Glaring into the darkness ahead. Sarah was taking the opportunity to talk to me quietly while everyone else’s attention was diverted. “Oh my gosh,” Jenny said, blushing. This would neatly solve her dilemma while Aat had the bar closed. “I mean, if you want to. "And that if for no other reason is why I disagree that this is a bedroom matter, it's my responsibility to protect our family." “What do you got?” I asked and Melody winked at me. "Even though I know it might kill you, there's a dark, sick part of me that is mad. They could save that experience to the day they found themselves a boyfriend. As I brought two beers John asked, “where’s Joyce”? She had almost calmed down when, oral once again, a man approached at a student jog. "Well, it all started out innocently enough," Sally said, starting out tight her story, "Whenever I used to get scared late at night, or there was girlfriend allure a bad storm outside, or I had a nightmare, I would always make a beeline to my parent's bedroom, and then climb into bed with them. Much to the horny teen’s obvious glee, Elia’s post-humanoid race had long since evolved beyond the need of protective hair surrounding their sex organs. I undid her bra and let them free, leaning around her to see them. So I needed to speak. I resisted the attempt to look round after all I did not really have a third eye or sixth sense so it had to be my imagination.