Second set, six, her legs wobbly, her breath short, her arousal unbearable. “But listen–I want you to lead us in workouts. “This wakes me up,” he said, voice warm, turning side to side, admiring how it set off his broad shoulders, the vivid red a spark against his skin. The taste hit him hard, thick and salty, a rush of her essence in his old body that he swallowed eagerly, her throat working smoothly,Beautiful Girl savoring the power of making her unravel.