Private gym. No cameras. No distractions.
Just me, your cock, and the kind of workout I actually want.
I stretched out, slow and tight in my yoga pants, just enough to make you stare.
Then I dropped to my knees and let you use my mouth until I was breathless and soaking through the mat.
I rode you hard, my pussy clenching around you like it was starving.
Then you shoved it into my ass, deeper, rougher—until I lost control and squirted all over the bench.
You didn’t stop. Not until you covered my tits, my lips, my whole ruined body in your cum.
Call it cardio. Call it strength training.
Just know I’ll be sore tomorrow.