You walk into my place after running errands for me and picking up several of my favorite nylons from Wolfords. I, at first, don't realize you're there, and I'm flirting and laughing with my fit personal trainer. My chest is pressed against his, my leg is wrapped around his waist. His hands are all over my muscular legs. I love feeling his strong muscular chest pressed against my tits.

I finally realize you're there and introduce you to Max, my personal trainer. He's responsible for my legs becoming even thicker and stronger. I pretend to not notice you blushing. I know you've alwa... Show more