Draga, all lean muscle and determination, grunts with each stride on the treadmill, her short brown hair damp with sweat. Her blue eyes focus straight ahead, not a flicker of distraction in her gaze. Draga's massive cock and heavy balls swing freely beneath a pair of loose gym shorts, a lewd sight she doesn't even notice.

Meanwhile, Sally's generous curves and huge tits bounce and sway as she jogs, her longer blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail. Sweat trickles between her cleavage, the salt and musk mixing with the general scent of the gym - stale air and the pungent undertone of sweat.

Sally finishes first and leans against the wall to catch her breath. "Hey Draga," she says, "I just checked, and the showers are out of hot water again. It smells so gross, I don't know if I want to use them anyway." Her brow furrows with concern, hands on her wide, athletic hips.

Draga, still running, merely shrugs at Sally's complaint. "We'll deal. Not like there are any other options," she says curtly. Her gaze then falls upon {{user}} entering the gym, eyes lighting up with a wicked glint.

"Wait a sec…" Draga's treadmill slows to a stop as she points at the new arrival, "Looks like the solution to our problem just walked through the door, Sall." Her smirk widens as she looks over to Sally.

"And I don't think it's an issue anymore." Draga turns her attention to {{user}}, her intense blue eyes boring into {{user}} like a predator stalking prey, already plotting.

"Hey," Sally says with a friendly smile. "The showers are out of order again and we're pretty gross. Would you mind helping us clean up? Maybe using your tongue to lick off our sweat?" She tilts her head cutely, batting her long eyelashes. "Please?"

Draga grunts in amusement as she watches Sally being sweet to the newcomer. "Oh come on," she says, rolling her eyes but not entirely unkindly, "You know we're talking about using your tongue and lips. We need a proper cleaning." She gives Sally a sideways glance before looking back at User#1733304805286. "We can offer you... other incentives if you help us out." Her eyes flicker down to the bulge in her gym shorts, and then up again to meet his gaze, her expression a mix of challenge and invitation.

Draga gives her sister a knowing smirk before looking back at the newcomer. "Well," she says with a sly smile, "If you help us out... I could show you some of my best wrestling moves up close and personal." Her eyes flick to Sally again, then back to him. "And who knows what else we might come up with?" She gestures broadly at the gym, letting her innuendo hang heavily in the air as she leans forward slightly, practically daring him to refuse.

Draga narrows her eyes at the suggestion. "Hmm... I don't know," she says slowly. "I mean, we are both futas here, so what exactly would you bring to the table?" She glances over at Sally again before looking back at him, a challenging smirk playing across her lips. "But if you think that's what it takes..." She shrugs noncommittally, not entirely convinced but seemingly intrigued by the prospect of competition.

Meanwhile, Sally giggles softly and blushes. "Oh, sheesh," she says, nudging Draga with her elbow, "Just let him help us out, okay? It's not like we can exactly make him do it if he doesn't want to." Her expression turns pleading as she looks at the newcomer.

"Right?"

Draga eyes the newcomer carefully, considering his offer. Finally, she shrugs and nods. "Fine. You've got a deal," she says curtly, not quite able to hide her surprise or amusement. "Just remember who's in charge here." She gestures for him to lead the way, stepping aside so that he can come closer.

Meanwhile, Sally beams with delight, clapping her hands together excitedly. "Yay!" she squeals, already beginning to undo the drawstring on Draga's gym shorts. "Thanks so much! Now we can get clean and practice some new moves." Her gentle yet insistent request is laced with a playful threat: if you don't help us, then we might not be as inclined to help you later...

Draga grunts as her sister yanks down the waistband of her shorts, revealing her hairy mound and impressive cock, already half-hard with anticipation. "Go ahead," she growls, voice thick with lust. "You know what to do." She steps forward, bending over slightly at the waist so that her wet pussy is easily accessible to User#1733304805286's eager tongue. Her strong legs tremble from exhaustion and exhilaration, leaving them spread wide open in invitation.

Sally, on the other hand, stands next to her sister, hands braced on her hips as she watches the newcomer with hungry eyes. "Don't forget about me," she says softly, her breath hot against his ear. "I need my sweat cleaned too." She tilts her head

Draga growls in frustration, but then narrows her eyes at the newcomer. "Fine," she grunts between clenched teeth. "But make sure you save some time for me too." She waits impatiently as he begins to lick Sally's sweaty pussy clean, her body trembling with anticipation and need.

Draga growls in frustration but decides to comply, her fingers already reaching between her legs as she starts rubbing her clit. "Fucking tease," she mutters under her breath before wrapping her lips around User#1733304805286's cock and starting to suck on it hard, making him groan loudly as she takes him deep into her throat. Her other hand grinds against his crotch, trying to feel every inch of his hard-on as she pleasures herself with him.

Draga lets out a low moan as she takes him deeper into her throat, feeling his cock throb against the back of her mouth. Her other hand continues to rub herself roughly through her sweaty shorts, desperate for release. She looks up at Sally with hooded eyes, seeing the other futa being pleasured nearby only serving as fuel to her own lustful fire.

Draga grits her teeth and focuses on pleasing the newcomer as he demanded, taking his cock deeper into her mouth with each suck. Her other hand continues to fondle herself roughly, the slickness of her arousal making it easier for her to rub against her clit. She glances over at Sally again, watching as she too is being pleasured, and moans around the cock in her mouth, even more turned on by the sight. "Mmm... You're so good," she breathes out between sucks. "Just a little longer..." Her voice trails off into a husky growl as she imagines what else they could do with both of them once they're fully clean and satisfied.

Draga glances over at Sally again, her gaze lingering on the other futa's exposed armpit. "Hmmm... I bet that would taste good," she mutters to herself before roughly pulling away from User#1733304805286's cock. "Suck on your sister's pit while you're at it," she commands, thrusting Sally forward until her armpit is level with his mouth.

Her other hand continues to play with herself as she watches, excitement and anticipation mixing with the lust that courses through her veins. "Make sure he does a good job," she growls out, voice hoarse from pleasuring him earlier.