I paused, fearing that this was one of those potentially magic moments, and it was balanced on the edge of slipping away forever. I swallowed, trying to gather my courage. “I...ah... I’m not one of Lydia’s... you know... girls,” I stammered nervously. “But do you think that... maybe... you could teach me?” I swallowed again, feeling a flush of embarrassment rise up my face. Had I just done that? Had I just propositioned blowjob a lesbian at the gym? Well, I guess that was one way to make an interesting impression right off the bat. I felt my heart beating in my chest as I looked deep into her eyes, petite visually pleading for her to not reject me. ”Please...” I urged her in a pleading whisper. “Teach me how to... to eat out your pretty little pussy.” A wide smile crossed Maggie’s face and she nodded eagerly, taking my hand in tow and leading me across the gym. After my dog Shindo’s amazing oral treatment of my pussy this morning, I certainly had a few ideas in my head, but resolved myself to letting Maggie teach me the proverbial ropes. Reaching the front desk, Maggie asked Lydia in an excited whisper, “Can we get a key to a massage room?” Lydia looked at us in confusion. “A case of mistaken identity,” Maggie explained, gently tracing her finger across the ‘Hello Kitty’ image printed across the left breast of my sports bra. “But we got it sorted out, so now Suzy here is officially ‘in training’. You two can talk later and work out the details.” Lydia scowled, shooting Maggie a disapproving look. Then she reluctantly handed over a key, saying nothing. I could tell she was not thrilled about Maggie’s unsolicited recruiting efforts. December 6th - Later that Afternoon “First time with Maggie?” Lydia inquired with a knowing smirk as I approached the front counter at the gym about an hour later to return her key. A flush of asian shame rushed up my face. “First time -- with any girl,” I whispered, running my fingers through my wet and matted hair. Lydia gave me a knowing smile, having apparently gotten over her earlier irritation. “That girl is a bit of a squirter,” she acknowledged with a mischievous grin. I let the understatement stand without further comment, looking down at the wide, wet splatter of female ejaculation that stained most of the front of my sports bra with Maggie’s signature scent. “So Maggie explained the arrangement to you?” Lydia asked, carrying on a casual conversation as if I weren’t standing there soaked in vaginal juices. “I think so,” I acknowledged quietly, trying to ignore my subconscious mind as it offered up words like ‘lesbian, prostitute, and whore’. Checking around to see if anyone else was within listening distance, I continued. “Maggie paid me sixty dollars. Your cut for anything that happens at the gym is one-third. Anything outside the gym is my own business. If I’m wearing anything with ‘Hello Kitty’, it means I’m ‘working’ that day. If anyone starts asking nosy questions, I’m out, and you don’t know nothing. Oh, and the customer is always right.” Lydia gave a slight nod of her head as I recited each point from memory. adorable “Clever girl,” teen she praised, gesturing towards my handful of bills with a flick of her fingers. I peeled off the least sticky twenty dollar bill for her and tucked the rest into my pocket. “Welcome to the gym,” Lydia offered Just then Maggie strolled by, a spring in her step and looking immensely satisfied. He gave my ass a playful slap as she passed. I liked him and enjoyed my work. Just after sunset blowjob the alarms on my access road triggered. “Ehh… I’m making good money, but adorable I still feel like I’m at the bottom of the totem pole. James-----You mean in a moving car, huh? "That's enough, Jess," he said through a tired smile. If anyone betrays or disappoints her asian they fear becoming a cloud of pink mist, or worse,” Avery said, sitting prim and proper in her chair, maintaining her posture even as the General relaxed. I was always drenched in cum, and that was just too far for the lesbian. I pressed and caressed Joyce’s hot button until she sucked in a deep breath, grabbed my arm then held it in place while she climaxed as quietly as she could. You say to me my balls feel so good, and that you like the way they are so big. In attendance were Elena’s succubi, who could be trusted intrinsically, and were left to petite wander the perimeter. He could see just from her hip size that her backside was big. Charles shook his head, 'no.' "Good, otherwise I'll have to do some more teen bad things to you," she said confidently.