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The day started like any other at the gym, but then she walked in. Tight leggings stretching over her ass, a tank top hugging her tits, and a smirk that said she knew exactly what she was doing. She was the queen of ass workouts, and I couldn’t help but stare at her plump, round cheeks clenching with every rep. I saw my chance and struck. “I’m a photographer,” I lied, snapping a few shots of her sweaty, glistening body. She bit her lip, knowing exactly what I wanted. “Let’s see what you’ve got,” she challenged, leading me to the locker room. She bent over, her ass in the air, leggings pulled down to her knees, pussy lips glistening with anticipation. I didn’t waste time, spitting on my cock and pushing it deep into her cunt, her moans echoing off the cold tiles. She gripped the bench, her knuckles white, as I fucked her hard, my balls slapping against her clit. She begged for more, and I obliged, pulling out and pushing into her tight asshole, her screams of pleasure filling the room. I grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, and came hard, my cum dripping down her back.

I collapsed onto the bench, panting, my cock still twitching. She turned to me, a satisfied grin on her face, her body glistening with sweat. “That was fucking great,” she panted, her chest heaving. I grinned back, knowing I had just fucked the gym pick-up queen. She stood up, pulling her leggings back on, her ass still red from my slaps. She winked at me, “Maybe I’ll see you around,” she said, leaving me alone in the locker room, my cock already hardening again at the thought of our next encounter. I knew I had to have more of her, more of her tight pussy, her ass, her moans. I was hooked, and she knew it.