Bob was five-eight and weighed one-forty, normally. After four months working out with Bret, he was down to one-twenty-five with almost zero percent b...dy fat. The other contestants in the pull-ups laughed at Bob when he showed up. Most of them were not big body builder types. They were more like a gymnast in build. You reach a point of diminishing returns, quickly, with more muscle weight. Contestants realize that to score high in pull-ups is not easy, so there were only forty-seven. "Fucking gorgeous," he whispered to himself.I'm lucky, born with good genes for I don't have to work at it to keep my body looking good. I may have a few pounds extra over the perfect weight but I've never had any complaints, far from it; Frank's verbal reaction was typical. The then bed moved and I felt his hands move over my naked body. At first they were gentle as they roamed over me then he grabbed my ankles and roughly pulled my legs apart. Again I felt the bed move and I guessed that he. He spread my cheeks and rubbed my boy pussy while making out. He poked a finger in me and I let out a feminine moan and started kissing from his lips to his neck. He spread my cheeks as I sucked on his neck. After a few minutes of some hot foreplay I was ready to fuck. I made my way down his husky dad bod with my lips, kissing every inch from his neck back down to his cock. He was still as hard as a rock. I cupped his balls and wrapped my lips back on his daddy dick, massaging his balls as I. I told the patrol that the ambushers were firing on my position and that they could now take them. That they did too. They hit the position with several grenades from launchers and heavy machine gun fire.I started hunting around for that RPG that had hit us in the first place. Spotting the man, I fired the last couple of rounds from the 9 mm and got him. He dropped the RPG launcher and disappeared inside the door where he'd been hiding. That's about all I remember from that as I lost.
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