Liam and Daniella stumbled into her apartment, still buzzing from the gym. Sweat clung to their skin, her 5'5 frame radiating power after deadlifting 460 pounds to his 350. "Admit it, Liam," she said with a sharp grin, tossing her keys aside. "My ass could outwrestle you any day. Those legs of mine are lethal." He chuckled, towering at 6'1. "Whatever, Dani. Talk's cheap." "Oh, it's a challenge now," she fired back, eyes sparkling. "Mat's in the living room. Let's see if that cocky height saves you." They grappled playfully at first, bodies pressing close, panting as sweat dripped down their necks. Daniella moved fast, twisting him down and locking her powerful thighs around his head in a headscissor hold. "Give up yet, big guy?" she teased, squeezing just enough to make him gasp. Liam felt himself getting hard, his cock straining against his sweatpants. She noticed and smiled wickedly, her hand sliding down to lightly stroke him through the fabric. "Mmm, someone's horny. Does this mean you give up?" He blushed, staying quiet, breath ragged. Slowly, she tugged his sweatpants down, revealing him. "Not bad for a guy who can't outlift me—your cock's got some decent length." Daniella's own arousal built, her pussy growing wet and dripping as she straddled him. "Time to show you real strength," she whispered, pulling off her clothes. She took his hard cock in hand, guiding it into her slick pussy with a moan. They moved together intensely, her riding him with fierce control, ass grinding as he gripped her hips. Panting and sweating, she leaned in for a deep kiss, building to an explosive rhythm where she came hard around him, milking his cock until he exploded with cum deep inside her.
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