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The Workouts Not Over, Yet!

Only the spandex separates me
from getting to you
that sheen of sweat
gleaming across exposed skin
baby, let me in
out of the duvet
and on command
pulling them off
to caress that fine ass
working up the mounds
to toy with the points
reaching back
pumping my cock
getting me longer
and a little wider
to tell me I got you hot
driving that finger
inside your pussy
grazing mine
doing the same
to get you insane
sliding my dick
to get that fit
bending lower
feeling it deeper
my wet thumb
teasing the other entry
and a free hand
rubbing your clit
baby, don't quit
Pulling against the glue
and pushing back into you
gripping you tight
thrusting with might
inaudible moans
spilling from you
baby, make it fast
begging me to blast
my length
in the sweet lining
feeling me quake
you thrash and shake
mouth wide
from the tide
of a proper impaling.