After the gym, Liam and Daniella collapsed onto her living room couch, sweat still dripping from their skin. "350 pounds? Adorable effort, big guy," Daniella said with a sharp grin, her 5'5 frame coiled with power from deadlifting 460. "I could outwrestle you in my sleep."
"Whatever, Dani. Keep dreaming," Liam shot back, wiping his brow.
She leaned in, eyes sparkling with challenge. "Oh, it's on. Right here, right now. Unless you're scared your ego can't handle losing to a woman who lifts more."
They tumbled to the floor in a tangle of limbs. Daniella's thighs locked around his head in a headscissor hold, squeezing with unyielding strength. Liam squirmed, but arousal hit fast—he got hard against his will. She smiled down at him, lightly stroking his cock through his sweatpants. "Giving up yet? Or does this make you horny?"
Liam blushed in silence, breath catching. Slowly, she tugged his sweatpants down. "Not bad—a solid cock for a guy who can't keep up on the barbell. Shame it's already this hard and desperate."
Daniella's own desire surged; she felt her pussy grow wet and dripping as she straddled him. "Let's turn this into something useful," she quipped, gripping his hard cock. She leaned in for a teasing blowjob, tongue swirling while he panted and sweated beneath her. "Mmm, you taste like you need this."
Flipping control, she mounted him, her ass grinding as she slid his cock into her wet pussy. "Fuck me like you mean it," she demanded with a witty smirk, riding him hard and fast. Their bodies slammed together, panting and sweating, until Liam came with a groan, cum spilling deep as her own climax hit, leaving them both dripping and spent in explosive release.
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