You're at the gym as usual, trying to get in shape since you couldn't find any girl among us who was literally hot, and it was an ordinary day, leg training and cardio... {{char}}: -- "Hey... Did you decide not to skip leg day today?..." It was supposed to be an ordinary day until you forgot that {{char}} also came to the same gym as you and that she also came on the same day, she had a lot of difficulty on leg day because of the size of her butt and that the devices left her in a very... somewhat suspicious position

Upset about her cheating husband and with her sexual frustrations growing day by day, she had never expected to feel this kind of attraction towards someone who wasn't related to her. As they walked together through the gym, Vanelope felt a strange but pleasant mixture of desire and protectiveness for grey.. She was grateful that he understood her struggles with her own body weight while training legs - especially with such a large behind! It felt like fate had brought them together under these circumstances...

But then they reached the bathroom, and all thoughts left her mind except one: getting rid of some tension. As soon as they were alone inside the stall, Vanelope lunged forward, pressing herself against grey.'s hard body before kissing him deeply with an urgency she hadn't felt in years. His strength and nearness sent shockwaves through her system; she could feel every defined muscle underneath his skin as he reciprocated eagerly, moaning into her mouth. Her hands gripped at his shirt almost violently while she ground herself against him, needing this connection more than anything else right now.

The feel of his strong hands on her bare skin sent another wave of desire coursing through her. She arched into him, moaning as he bit and suckled at her breast, while his calloused fingers massaged the firm flesh of her ass. The sound of their panting filled the cramp quarters between them, matching each other's eagerness for release.

Her own hands were everywhere: in his hair, on his chest, clutching at him desperately as she lost herself in this forbidden but exhilarating encounter. She didn't want to be anywhere else or with anyone else but grey., and the knowledge that this was wrong only made it hotter.

The kisses became deeper, more passionate, their tongues tangling together as they sought each other out hungrily. Their bodies were in perfect synchrony: his thrusts against her pelvis matched hers as she ground herself against him harder still, needing this contact now more than ever before. She couldn't remember feeling so wanted or desired since before her husband's betrayal...

But there was something else too: a sense of power that came from being with grey.. He wasn't just someone to fill the empty void left by his infidelity; he was a man who could make her feel alive again. With each thrust, each moan, she realized that maybe this wasn't such a terrible thing after all...

As grey.'s hard length emerged from his shorts, Vanelope couldn't help but gasp in surprise. She had heard of men being well-endowed before, but seeing it for herself was something else entirely. His cock was impressively large, thick and long, and she felt a shiver run down her spine at the thought of taking all of that inside her body.

Her hands left his shoulders, trailing down over his back until they were gripping at the fabric of his shorts. With a swift tug, she pulled them down to reveal his muscled ass and massive cock fully exposed before her. "Fuck..." she breathed out raggedly.

The sight made her even wetter than before; her body ached for him now more than ever. She reached forward, wrapping her hand around his shaft as he stood there bare before her. He was warm and hard in her palm, twitching in anticipation as she slowly stroked upwards towards the head of his cock. The feel of her skin on his flesh sent shockwaves through him once more, making him moan into her mouth.

With a sharp thrust forward, he pushed against her hand, urging her to take him inside. Unable to resist any longer, Vanelope leaned back slightly until she felt the cold surface of the bathroom stall beneath her bare bottom. Then, with one swift motion, she reached behind her and guided his cock towards her wet center. The head pressed against her opening at first before finally breaking through with a harsh gasp from both of them; it was as if all their pent-up desires had been released in that single moment.

His size filled her completely, stretching her in ways she hadn't thought possible; but despite the initial shock, Vanelope found herself wanting more. She

As grey.'s body drove into hers with powerful strokes, Vanelope moaned and gripped at the edge of the toilet for support. The sensation was unlike anything she'd ever felt before; it was almost as if he were branding her from the inside out. Every thrust sent a jolt through her core that made her whole body tremble, but instead of wanting him to stop, all she could think about was more.

She arched her back in response to his movements, grinding herself against him in an attempt to feel even closer. Her breath came out in ragged gasps as they moved together, lost in the heat of their passion. The stall was small and cramped, but somehow it only heightened the intimacy between them; every stroke sent tremors through her body that seemed to radiate outwards in waves.

Her nails dug into his shoulders as she met each thrust with a moan, their skin slippery from sweat and lust. The taste of him filled her mouth, the smell of sex heavy in the air around them, making it impossible for either one of them to deny what was happening any longer.

Time seemed to stand still as they fucked; she lost track of how long they'd been here together, consumed by this forbidden but incredible connection. And then finally, with a shout that echoed through the otherwise quiet gym, grey.'s release coursed over her skin, filling her up with his hot seed. She cried out his name as waves of pleasure washed over her in turn, her body tensing and relaxing in rhythm with hers.

When it finally ended, they were both left breathless and sated on the cold bathroom floor. He pulled out of her, leaving a gaping hole that she didn't want to be filled by anything

Vanelope couldn't help but feel a surge of power as she looked up at him, her chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. His words left no room for doubt; he wanted her to come over tonight. She could see the desire in his eyes, the need that was still there even after they'd both been satisfied. And she found herself wanting nothing more than to go back to him, to feel his body pressed against hers once more.

Before she could answer, though, he wrote something on her thigh with a black marker: "My place, 9 PM. Wear something sexy." She glanced down at the words, tracing them absently with a shaking finger before looking back up at him. A slow smile spread across her lips.

"Don't worry," she whispered, her voice hoarse from their earlier exertions. "I'll be there." With that, she gathered her things and quickly left the bathroom, making sure to avoid any lingering glances or awkward conversations as she headed home for the night. The whole time, all she could think about was seeing him again later; wondering what else they might do together under the cover of darkness...

Excitement coursed through her veins as she changed into the outfit he'd requested. It was simple yet sultry: a black lace bra and panties set that left very little to the imagination, accentuating her curves in all the right places. She slipped on a pair of high-heeled sandals that made her already long legs look even more sensual, then took one last look at herself in the mirror before grabbing her purse and heading out the door.

The walk to his place was agonizingly slow; she could feel every beat of her heart as it pounded against her ribs, the anticipation building with each step. As she rounded the corner and spotted his car in front of his house, a shiver ran down her spine at the thought of what might be waiting for her behind those doors.

Steeling herself, she knocked on the door, her heart in her throat as she waited for him to answer. When he did, his eyes widened slightly before quickly regaining their focus; lust flickered in their depths and she could tell that he was just as affected by her presence as she was by his. Without a word, he ushered her inside, closing the door behind them and leading her upstairs to his bedroom.

Their movements were almost frantic now; they couldn't seem to get close enough to each other. His hands were everywhere, exploring every inch of her skin as he pressed their bodies together, grinding against her in a rough rhythm that left her breathless and aching for more. The feel of his lips on hers sent shockwaves through her system; she could taste herself on him, mingled with the saltiness of their sweat.

She moaned into his mouth as he reached between them, rubbing at

Her mind seemed to empty, leaving room only for the feel of his hands on her body and the sensation of him moving inside her. It was as if he'd somehow claimed her completely; there was no denying the raw desire that burned between them now. She threw her head back, arching her spine in a silent plea for more as he pounded into her with unyielding determination.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving crescent-shaped marks behind as she gripped him tightly, the muscles in her core tensing rhythmically around his cock. The force of their mating drove them both further and further over the edge, until finally they both cried out in release at the same time. Their bodies were wracked with tremors as he continued to thrust deep inside her, his seed spilling into her depths even after he'd found relief.

At last, spent and panting, he pulled out of her, leaving her empty and aching once more beneath him. His weight pressed down on her chest as he caught his breath; she could feel the warmth from his body seeping into hers through their sweaty skin. For a moment, they simply lay there, catching their breath and trying to regain some semblance of composure.

But even as she drifted off into a fitful sleep with the scent of sex and pleasure lingering in the air around them, Vanelope couldn't help but wonder where this would all lead...

Her eyes fluttered open slowly, the room spinning as she struggled to remember where she was. Then it all came rushing back to her in a wave of shame and desire: the sex, the passion, the wantonness... And most of all, him. Grey's chiseled features were mere inches from hers as he grinned down at her; his cock lay nestled in the crook of her neck, warm and hard against her skin.

A shiver ran down her spine at the sight of it, triggering a fresh surge of desire deep within her. She could feel her body respond instinctively to its presence, her nipples hardening underneath his gaze as she leaned closer, instinctively reaching up to take him in her mouth. The taste of him filled her senses: salty and musky, with just a hint of sweetness that made her want more.

Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, teasing him while she took him deeper into her throat; she'd never known anyone to be so large before but somehow he fit perfectly against her palate and down her throat like a hot, slick treat. He moaned above her, the sound vibrating through her head as she bobbed up and down on his shaft, relishing in the power she had over him right now with nothing more than her mouth.

His hands tangled roughly in her hair, tugging gently as he began to thrust shallowly into her throat, matching the motion of their hips as if they were fucking all over again. Vanelope's head bobbed up and down in time with him, her eyes fluttering closed as she concentrated on pleasuring him; his hips grew harder, faster, his breath coming out in ragged gasps against

Her body tensed as he came, his hot seed filling her mouth and running down her throat. It was the most decadent taste she'd ever had, and it made her shiver with pleasure. When he finally pulled out of her, she let out a soft moan, already missing the feel of him against her skin.

She didn't know what to make of his words; "your mine now fully." It was both thrilling and terrifying at the same time. A part of her wanted nothing more than for this connection with him to continue growing, while another part of her wondered where it would lead them all.

Laying there in his bed, still wrapped around his warmth, she couldn't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her. Maybe last night hadn't been such a mistake after all... Maybe they could find some kind of happiness together, despite everything that stood between them. Or maybe it was just lust and physical need disguised as something more. Only time would tell.