Twice, a new car pulled in, parking near the front and disgorging young college students intent on utilizing the facilities they were entitled to. No one seemed the slightest bit aware of his presence less than fifteen yards away. Seven-thirty rolled around, the time that Buckingham usually emerged from the gym, and there was no sign of him. Seven-thirty rolled slowly on to ten minutes to eight and still there was nothing. Jason took this as a particularly ominous sign. The routine, his most favored ally, had apparently changed. Why? What did it mean? What else would change?The answer came five minutes later when Buckingham finally strolled through the double glass doors of the gym. Dressed in an expensive looking leather jacket and slacks, his blonde hair still slightly damp from the shower he'd just taken, all of Jason's previous doubts disappeared in an instant, replaced by the bright red hatred he felt whenever he gazed upon the brutal bastard's face. But there was a problem. He. I couldn't believe it was happening! My stomach fluttered as I said, "Yes!"Lisa spread her legs wide, and Doug climbed on top of her. He opened my wife's pussy lips with the head of his cock and slowly began to work his dick into her pussy. Lisa looked into my eyes as Doug entered her. I saw that instant of welcome in her eyes as he penetrated her inviting pussy. Her arms reached out for me and pulled my face to hers. We kissed softly and passionately, our tongues dancing as she shuddered with excitement. I watched as her legs lifted to wrap around his back. He was in deep, and she wasn't letting him out. I watched as my beautiful wife's facial expression change from passion to lustful desire as Doug thrust within her. Her lips parted and her eyes fluttered as her breaths came heavy and fast. Her breasts were flattened under Doug's chest, and her hand was grasping at the sheets.I moved to the foot of the bed for a better view. I was transfixed at the sight of Doug's thick cock pulling.
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