Alexis Fawx – The Getaway V: Camping Edition

I didn’t always think this way about my m, even though she is easily the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Last semester my coach recommended I start jogging to get in better shape for the varsity team. I took up running, usually early in the morning after my m went to work, and I’m getting pretty good at it. I can jog a mile and a half in seven and a half minutes, but just two weeks ago I could barely jog a half a mile without stopping. One morning, I saw a woman in front of me. Her ass was perfect in heather gray spandex leggings, she was wearing a thong underneath, her blonde hair was pulled up in a pony tail, her shirt was loose and would sway left to right giving me glimpses of her toned and tiny waist. The glimpses of her waist, her ass moving up and down. the swaying of her ponytail felt.