Our Morning Jog

 Sandy and I go for a jog on our favorite path, which is a five mile meandering loop. Takes us through a small grove of trees and past a tall grass meadow. Sandy enjoys the feeling of wearing only running shorts and a t-shirt on our jogs. She loves the feel of the fabric against her bare skin. Her clothes hug every curve of her body. I wear a jock strap under my shorts and no t-shirt on warm days.While we do our stretches, other joggers are arriving and Sandy gives me the eryaman escort “look.” The thought of what’s to come makes my cock begin to swell. We finish our stretches and start our jog.Sandy notices that joggers going by or coming toward us are openly ogling her. I am too busy watching her breasts bounce with every step to notice. When we have gone a mile, I fall back a little to watch her arse as she jogs. Sandy sincan escort puts a little extra bounce in her stride for my benefit and anyone else behind me.As I move up along side her, she falls back to ogle my arse. I too give a little extra bounce in my stride for her benefit.By the third mile we are both very sweaty. Sandy’s top is almost transparent, her nipples clearly visible. We have come out of the grove of etlik escort trees and are now in the middle of the tall grass meadow. There is still a mile and a half to go.Suddenly, Sandy reaches out and takes my hand. Smiling, she leads me into the tall grass about twenty-five yards from the path. Stopping, Sandy pulls her shirt off and then her shorts. I begin removing my shirt and she is on her knees, yanking down my shorts and jock strap. Sandy sucks my balls while stroking my shaft.Sandy stands and turns away from me, bending at the waist. She spreads her legs apart and grabs her ankles.”Okay Stan, fuck me now!”I move behind her and push the head of my cock past her swollen lips. Taking hold of her hips, I slowly push deeper into her wet pussy. With every thrust of my cock, Sandy screams out.