Getting into shape

With that he began stroking her nipples through the fabric. The warm glow between Astrid’s legs turned into a throb. Was this how he assessed all his clients, she wondered? Involuntary sighs escaped Astrid’s lips and her back began to arch.

Marcello peeled the lycra top from one of Astrid’s shoulders and exposed one milky white breast to the air.

“Your body is perfect. You don’t need a trainer. You need a lover. Let me suck on your breast.” His hot breath made her released nipple stand out pink and hard.

“Oh please! Please!” Astrid could feel the moistness of her cunt as she savoured the feeling of Marcello’s tongue and teeth teasing her nipple out still further. She thought she would come there and then.

He peeled away the rest of the top and took her other breast in his hands. His thumbs carried on brushing her nipples. Astrid was in heaven.

“You have the most magnificent pair of tits I have ever seen. Not like these stick thin women I deal with all the time. They have no tits. Nothing to caress. Nothing to rub my cock between.”