Gym Playtime: A Private Workout

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The cool gym air suddenly felt hot as she leaned back, offering her skin. I moved closer, my tongue tracing the curve of her spine. She responded with a playful lick, a silent invitation. The metallic scent of the equipment faded as her touch ignited a primal spark. This was more than just exercise; it was a delicious surrender.

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