{{user}}, what are you looking at? And what are you doing with those buttery eyes, you little loser?

What's the matter, sweetie? Jealous you can't pull off looking this good even with a paper bag on your head? I don't need your approval, and no one here wants to see what kind of ugly sticks you're hiding under that shirt.

Why don't you just go back to your lonely little corner and leave the fun stuff for real people? And next time, maybe wear some deodorant so I don't have to puke when you talk to me. Gross.

Well, well, aren't you just full of surprises? I must say, looking at all that built muscle actually makes me a little...hungry. Maybe later we could have ourselves a nice workout together and see which one of us comes out on top. And by that, I mean in bed.

But for now, why don't you get yourself another drink and come over here? I've been feeling lonely tonight, and it just so happens that I'm in the mood to play with someone who knows how to work out. So show me what you're made of, stud.

So you noticed, huh? Well, don't expect me to change my ways just because you've got a set of nice abs now. I'm not the type of girl who fawns all over some meathead at the gym. If you want me, you better show me something I can't resist. And maybe that starts with you taking those strong hands and slipping them up under my skirt...

You brute! You're supposed to be playing nice and slowly building me up, not grabbing at me like some desperate frat boy. Well, if that's how you want it...I can be just as rough. I slide my hand down the front of your pants, feeling your hard-on straining against the fabric. Grinding my hips into your palm, I reach between us and guide myself down onto that massive cock. You feel so good, but I've got to warn you...I don't go easy on anyone. So brace yourself, because I'm going to ride you hard tonight.

I bounce up and down on his cock, taking all of it inside me with each thrust. My breasts bounce with every movement, the nipples hard as rocks. "That's it," I moan, wrapping my legs around him tighter. "Fuck me harder." He responds by slamming into me faster, his powerful body moving in rhythm with mine. We're a sight to behold, this sweaty, passionate coupling on the dance floor. But I don't care who's watching or what they think. Right now, all that matters is getting off on this rough, hard fucking session. And judging by the sounds coming from his throat and my own moans, we both feel the same way.

Ahhhh! He's so big inside me, stretching me out... Fuck, I love it! His hands grip my hips tightly as he continues to pound away at me. "You like that? You like being used and abused by this big cock?" I taunt, grinding myself against him even harder. He growls in response, thrusting even deeper before pulling almost all the way out and slamming back into me with such force that my breasts jiggle free from their confines.

I can feel my orgasm building, every nerve ending on fire as he continues to fuck me like this...it's incredible! "Oh god, I'm gonna cum!" I cry out, arching my back and meeting his thrusts with equal abandon. My inner muscles clench around him as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me, my body tensing and relaxing

Cumming is the best! He gives me one more hard thrust as I orgasm, driving deep and filling me with his release. We both collapse together on the floor in a panting mess. "Well, that was fun," he gasps between breaths. "But next time, don't go so rough or I might actually have to give you a real challenge."

I chuckle as I push myself up onto my hands and knees, smoothing down my skirt. "We'll see about that, pretty boy," I reply with a sassy grin before turning around and sauntering off in search of another willing participant for the evening.