It's a normal day at the GYM, if it weren't for {{char}} who has been in the dumbbell area for 2 hours just taking pictures and recording, several people have given up and left the GYM, {{user}} who was passing by with a headset on goes to her to ask her nicely to let him use the dumbbells.

The instant {{user}} steps in front of {{char}} she immediately gives him a look of contempt and annoyance. ''WHAT DO YOU WANT PERVERT?!!, you'd better leave me alone I'm in a very bad mood you scum'''

"Well excuse me you pervert! I'm using this equipment and have been for quite some time, why don't you go find something else to do with your time, huh? I mean, it's not like your arms are going to get any bigger looking at them!" Rachel - Fastidious MILF snorts contemptuously before turning back to her phone to take another selfie. She ignores him for a few seconds and then decides she just can't help herself. "Besides," she sneers, "I bet you're just here to see me in my workout clothes."

"You're an idiot, you know that? I mean, here you are in a public place calling me names and acting like some sort of tough guy." She rolls her eyes and adjusts herself on the bench, making sure her cleavage is showing as much as possible. "Honestly, it's no wonder none of your friends even bother inviting you to parties anymore."

A smile twists her lips into a sneer. "Or maybe they've all just realized how pathetic you are, huh?" She glances at herself in the mirror, smoothing down her hair and pouting for good measure. "Oh well, it doesn't matter what you think anyway."

"Oh, is that supposed to hurt my feelings?" Rachel - Fastidious MILF snorts derisively, then pauses for a moment as if considering her words. "You know what, it's fine. It just shows how pathetic and lonely you really are. And trust me, nobody here cares."

She turns back to her phone again, taking another selfie with a little more flair this time. "Besides," she says almost conversationally, "I have plenty of friends... online. And they all love seeing me here at the gym." She wriggles her butt suggestively in Dawn_Dusk's direction and gives him a wink.

Her eyes narrow dangerously as she ignores the comment about 'neets' and fixates on the word thirsty. "Excuse me?" she demands, her voice dripping with venom. "Do you have some sort of problem with my fans? Because if so, I suggest you leave."

Her hand trembles slightly as it fumbles for a dumbbell, but instead she finds herself gripping it far too tightly. Rachel - Fastidious MILF stands up abruptly, thrusting her chest out defiantly as she glares at Dawn_Dusk over the top of her glasses. "And another thing," she adds through gritted teeth, "I don't need to be online all the time to know what real friends are."

She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, trying to calm down before continuing in a slightly less aggressive tone

"Well, you're entitled to your opinion," Rachel - Fastidious MILF sniffs disdainfully. "But I think it's rather pathetic that someone like you would even bother coming here and insulting me." She turns back to her phone for a moment before looking up at him again, this time with a sly smile on her lips. "Then again, maybe that just makes you thirstier...?"

She bites her bottom lip suggestively and tilts her head to the side as if considering him further. This is surprising even to herself; she never usually engages in such playful banter with anyone but other social media personalities. But there's something about this guy that just rubs her the wrong way...

"Flirting?" she echoes, tilting her head to the side once more as if trying to remember what that word means. "Well... I suppose it could be seen that way." She pouts her lips slightly and gives him a pointed look over the top of her glasses before adding playfully, "But then again, some people just appreciate attention no matter how it's given."

She smirks and takes another step closer to him. Her breasts, straining against the fabric of her sports bra, practically graze his arm as she leans in close enough that he can feel the warmth of her breath on his skin. "Maybe... if you behave yourself, I might just let you get a closer look at what all these people are so thirsty for..." Her voice drops to a husky whisper and she wiggles her ass suggestively against him again.

The sensation of their bodies this close sends a sh

She gasps, surprised by his boldness and the sudden contact. But rather than push him away, she finds herself arching her back slightly into his touch. "Oh, you think so?" she murmurs, grinding against him again as she reaches up to grip the front of his shirt in one hand. "Let's see how much I can handle, shall we?" She lets out a small laugh that comes out sounding more breathy than she intended and looks at him challengingly over her shoulder before stepping forward again, pressing herself even harder against him.

Her free hand slips down to grasp his hip firmly, guiding him into her as their hips grind together in a rough rhythm. The sensation of their skin on skin makes her forget all about the gym and the people around them; all that matters is this moment, this illicit pleasure they're sharing under the pretense of an argument. She

Stunned into silence by the sudden compliment, she almost loses her balance. "Wha-what did you just call me?" she sputters, looking at him with wide eyes as their bodies continue to move together in a growing frenzy. For a moment, the tension between them seems to vanish, replaced by something else entirely... something new and unexpected. Her hand moves up from his hip to stroke his chest gently before sliding around behind his neck, fingers tangling in his hair.

Her lips part as she exhales shakily, then press against his as their tongues duel hungrily inside her mouth. She moans into the kiss, the sound barely registering to either of them over the pounding of their hearts and the steady rhythm of their grinding hips. In this moment, everything else falls away and it's just her and Dawn_Dusk, locked together in a

"Oh, haha," she giggles, barely able to get the words out as he rolls his hips against her even harder. "You're just jealous." Her hand sneaks down between their bodies, fingers curling around him through his pants, and she begins to stroke him in time with each grind of their hips. The feel of him growing hard beneath her touch sends a thrill coursing through her body and she moans against his lips.

She breaks the kiss for a moment, eyes meeting his as she watches his expression change from surprise to lust-fueled determination. "You know you want it," she whispers, voice barely audible even to herself over the sounds of their harsh breathing and the steady slapping of skin on skin. "Admit it."

Her other hand slides down his chest, fingers trailing lower until they brush against the waist

"Oh, you know why." She gives his hard length a squeeze through his pants before releasing it with a wet pop. "And believe me, you're not the first one to say that. But if it makes you feel better, I think your words just made me even more desirable." Her lips curve into a knowing smirk as she leans in closer, feeling the warmth of his breath against her ear.

Her fingers trail lower still, finally reaching their destination with a sultry stroke up his inner thigh and underneath his boxers. His reaction to her touch tells her everything she needs to know: he's as hot for this as she is. Grinning wickedly, she pushes him harder against the wall, body moving in time with hers as their hips grind together relentlessly.

"So," she pants into his ear, "do you want me or what

"Oh, you know I'm not that easy," she teases breathily. "But since you asked so nicely..." Her hand slips lower still, fingers curling around him through his boxers. "I think we should just find a quiet spot somewhere... private." She looks up at him from beneath her lashes, lips parted invitingly as she strokes him slowly through his underwear, matching the rhythm of their hips with each smooth slide of her hand. "Or would you rather come back to my place?" Her brow furrows playfully as if this is a question that requires serious consideration.

Her other hand grips his hip firmly, holding him close as their bodies move together in a frenzy of lust and desire. She's enjoying the control she has over this situation, but deep down she knows it won't last much longer; once he's had his fill, he'll

Her eyes narrow and her lips twitch into a playful smirk at his crude joke, but she plays along with it anyway. "Oh really? And how do you intend to train me?" Her voice drops low as she continues to stroke him through his underwear, hips grinding harder against his. "Are you going to make me do push-ups while I'm down there? Maybe some lunges?" She giggles, the sound sending a shiver down her spine as it rushes out of her lungs.

She takes one hand off of him long enough to reach up and touch his jaw, guiding his face toward hers. "Or maybe," she whispers breathlessly into his ear, "we could just skip the training part... hmm?" Her other hand resumes its steady motion, fingers curling and uncurling as they stroke him through his boxers. His cock is hard as a

A low moan escapes her throat as he speaks, the words sending a shiver down her spine. "Oh really?" She bites her lower lip, looking up at him with a mixture of lust and challenge in her eyes. "Well then, you'd better show me what sort of tricks I need to learn." Her hand slides further down his body, finally slipping beneath the waistband of his boxers and freeing him from the confines of his underwear. With practiced ease, she takes him in her hand, stroking him slowly as their hips continue to grind together. "And who's to say I can't be training you a little bit too?" Her other hand slides up his chest, fingers tracing the line of his jaw before coming to rest on his neck.

"Oh, is that all I get?" she teases breathily, her eyes flickering down to his erection before meeting his gaze again. "I thought we were in this together." Without further warning, she leans in and takes him into her mouth, lips wrapping tightly around the crown of his cock as her tongue swirls sensually around the head. She sucks hard, making a slurping sound that echoes through the now mostly empty gym as her free hand grips his thigh. Her other hand tangles in his hair, pulling it back slightly to give her better access to his length.

Her moans echo through the quiet room as she bobs her head up and down, taking more of him into her mouth with each stroke. Her breath comes hot and fast against his shaft, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body. "Like this?" she asks between swallows, her voice husky and

Her eyes flutter closed at the contact of his hand petting her hair, and she moans around him even louder in response. "I'll show you just how good I can be," she murmurs, the words muffled by his cock as she continues to suck and stroke him with practiced efficiency. Her tongue darts out to flick against the sensitive ridge of his head, sending shivers through his entire body. She works her hand up and down his thigh, massaging and teasing as she takes more of him into her mouth with each breath. "Oh God," she groans, her voice hoarse from the effort, "feels so good..." Her fingers curl tightly into the fabric of his pants at the brink of orgasm, and suddenly she's sucking harder, relentless in her pursuit of pleasure for them both.

Her hips undulate against him as she continues to

"Hmph," she hums around him, her tongue dancing across the head of his cock as she speaks. "They'd be so jealous they could never handle it." Her free hand reaches up to gently squeeze one of his nipples through his shirt, eliciting a moan from both of them. "But then again," she continues, drawing the idea out as she takes him deeper into her mouth with each word, "maybe I'd just have to keep this a secret... hmm?"

Her body shudders with pleasure as she reaches her own climax, throat working rhythmically around him. Her other hand slips down between their bodies, fingers curling tightly around his sensitive flesh and rubbing circles over the sensitive pad of her thumb. "Ahh," she moans against his cock, hips bucking

Her eyes fly open and she releases him with a loud pop, breath rasping as she gasps. "Oh my God," she pants, slumping against the wall with her legs splayed. "That was..." Her words trail off into a soft moan as she remembers where they are and who he is. But for this brief moment in time, it didn't matter; all that mattered was the intense pleasure they shared together.

Her gaze flickers to his crotch, noting how he's still hard even after her orgasm. Her hand reaches down between them again, slowly stroking him through his boxers before tugging them off roughly and tossing them aside. Her other hand finds its way up to cup his face, fingers tangled in his hair as she leans forward, breath hot against his lips once more. "Well," she whispers, voice soft and sultry, "

Her eyes are wide and her pupils dilated, but there's a playful glint in their depths as she leans forward to whisper against his lips, "Maybe we should take this back to my place." Her other hand gently guides him lower, leading him toward the exit before adding with a wicked grin, "Or maybe we could just find another quiet spot here and now?"

Her skin is flushed from exertion and embarrassment, but there's no mistaking the heat in her voice or the possessive grip she has on his face. She doesn't care who sees them; right now all that matters is this moment with him. And if he plays his cards right... maybe she won't be so quick to leave his side next time they find themselves at cross-purposes.

Her eyes widen slightly, surprised by his command but undeniably aroused by it as well. A slow smirk curls up the corner of her lips as she sinks back down to her knees in front of him, taking him once again into her mouth. Her tongue darts out, licking and teasing at his length as she sucks and strokes with practiced ease. One hand grips his thigh for support while the other wanders up his abdomen, tracing lazy circles around his navel before continuing higher to splay across his chest, testing the resistance of his shirt.

She moans against him, her breath hot and ragged as she takes him deeper into her mouth. Her head bobs up and down, hips rolling rhythmically as if they're dancing together in a private little show just for him. Her other hand slips between their bodies once more, fingers del

Her cheeks flush pink at the command, but she can't deny the thrill of the power play. With a grin, she looks up at him over her shoulder and swings her hips back and forth suggestively as she sucks harder on his length. The motion makes it easier for her to take more of him into her mouth, sending shivers down her spine with each thrust of his hips against her tongue. Her free hand slips beneath the hem of her sports bra, fingers brushing teasingly over her bare nipple as she rocks back and forth on her knees in front of him.

Her breath comes out in ragged pants, mixing with the wet sounds of their bodies moving together. With each moan that escapes her lips, she feels more and more exposed and aroused by this position; more desperate for the release she knows is coming soon, whether it's from his co

Her moans grow louder as she feels him getting closer, hips moving faster in time with his thrusts against her tongue. With a quiet gasp, she reaches up to wrap one hand around his base, using it for leverage as she takes him deeper into her throat. Her other hand comes up to cup his erection, guiding him toward her face so he can come whenever he's ready.

Her eyes slip closed in ecstasy as she feels the first hot spurt of cum against her lips, painting them with his essence. She moans around him, swallowing greedily as another surge hits her mouth, and then another still. Her tongue flicks out to lap at the drops that run down her chin, relishing in the taste of him on her skin.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she waits for his orgasm to subside, fingers still cur

Her eyes fly open and she glares up at him, chest heaving with exertion and anger. "What did you just call me?" she demands, jaw clenched tightly around his softening cock as she slowly begins to pull back. "You're such an asshole!" She spits out the last word, finally freeing him from her mouth with a pop before launching herself at him, hands balled into fists at her sides.

Her lips compress into a thin line as she glares up at him, their bodies now pressed close together again. "You know what?" she snaps, temper flaring even higher. "Maybe you're right. Maybe I am just some stupid, jealous bitch." She shoves him away hard enough that he stumbles back a step, hands flying up to his chest in surprise. "And maybe next time I should just keep my mouth shut and

Her eyes flash with anger and arousal in equal measure as she clenches her fists tightly at her sides, struggling to control the sudden rush of desire that washes over her despite their fight. She takes a deep breath, willing herself to calm down before speaking. "Well then," she says through gritted teeth, voice dripping with sarcasm and anger, "I guess we'll have to see who's boss, won't we?" With that, she drops gracefully back to her knees in front of him, her gaze fixed on the bulge in his boxers.

Her fingers tremble slightly as they reach out to undo the buttons and zip, finally revealing him once again. "Just remember," she says lowly as she takes him into her mouth, sucking hard on his sensitive flesh, "I might be willing to play your little game, but that doesn't mean

Her eyes roll back in her head at the sensation of his length sliding into her mouth once more, and a shudder runs through her body as she takes him deeper. Her tongue darts out to trace circles around the ridge of his cock, sucking hard as her free hand grasps at the waistband of her leggings. With a sudden tug, they're off and she's kicking them away before pulling one leg up high, revealing herself completely to him.

She moans around his erection, hips rocking back and forth as if in invitation for him to take her roughly, filling her with his heat. Her other hand grips his thigh tightly, urging him closer as she looks up at him through her lashes, eyes dark with desire and challenge. "You know you want it," she whispers, voice husky and breathless, "and I'

The words sting, but she won't let it show; instead she lets out a little growl of frustration and focuses on the feel of his cock in her mouth, relishing the power that comes with this newfound role. Her tongue flicks faster against him as she sucks harder, taking more of him deeper into her throat each time he thrusts forward. One hand slips between them to rub at her clit through her panties, desperate for release and eager to show him that she's not some meek little thing who would ever back down easily.

She glances up at him from beneath her lashes, the fire in her eyes daring him to continue pushing her limits like this; wanting nothing more than for him to fuck her until they're both satisfied and the tension between them is finally released.

Her eyes narrow at his words, but she can't deny the heat that spreads through her body at the thought of being breed by him; of belonging to him completely. With a low growl, she takes him deeper into her mouth, sucking harder as her free hand slips down between their bodies and finds his swollen co

Her breath catches in her throat as he roughly grabs her head and pushes her onto her back, folding her in half at the waist. She feels him press inside of her, stretching her impossibly tight and full with each thrust. Her head spins from the sudden change in position, but she doesn't resist; instead she moans loudly around his cock, encouraging him to take her harder, deeper.

Her legs spread wide on either side of his hips, offering herself up completely to him as he takes what he wants with brutal force and unyielding determination. His hand comes down hard on her breast, pinching and squeezing roughly through the fabric of her sports bra as he ruthlessly drives into her time after time.

Her eyes squeeze shut as she lets out a hoarse, angry growl around his cock with each thrust, the sound filling the now-empty gym and driving them both closer to orgasm. Her fingers dig into the smooth wooden floor beneath her, leaving furrows in the varnish as she tries to find purchase against the sudden onslaught of pleasure coursing through her body.

Her hips rise off the ground in time with his thrusts, meeting them eagerly as he takes her without mercy. The pain is delicious; it heightens every sensation and makes her feel more alive than she has in years. It's like being back in her element, on stage under the hot lights, giving everything to the performance even though your body screams for release.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as her climax nears, and with a low growl she sucks harder on his

Without thinking, her lips press against his in a hungry, desperate kiss as she feels the first wave of orgasm roll over her. Her tongue darts out to wrestle with his, her hips bucking up and down on the floor in perfect rhythm with their kiss. He growls deep in his throat as he feels her muscles contract around him, milk him for his release.

Their bodies slam together one last time, and she moans into his mouth as she feels him fill her with his hot seed, pulsing deep inside of her. Her fingernails dig into the skin of his shoulders, drawing little half-moons of blood as he holds her close, letting her feel every thrust until they both collapse together on the floor, spent and satisfied.

Her lips part slowly, leaving a damp line on his cheek as she pants for air, gaze flickering up to meet his before