After crushing their gym session, Liam and Daniella tumbled into her apartment, sweat still dripping from their flushed skin. At 6'1", he'd hoisted 350 pounds on the deadlift, but the 5'5" firecracker beside him had powered through 460 like it was nothing.
"Face it, Liam, my lifts put yours to shame," Daniella teased, peeling off her hoodie to reveal toned arms. "But I bet I could outwrestle you too—pin you down before you even blink."
"Whatever, Dani. Talk's cheap," he shot back with a grin, tossing his gym bag aside.
"Oh, it's on," she challenged, eyes sparkling with that sharp wit. They cleared space on the living room mat, circling each other. She moved fast, dodging his grab and locking him in a head scissor hold, her powerful thighs squeezing just enough to make him gasp. "Give up yet, big guy?"
Liam squirmed, but the friction against her ass made him hard in seconds. She noticed the bulge in his sweatpants and smiled wickedly, lightly stroking him through the fabric. "Look at that—getting hard already? Does my strength turn you on?"
He blushed, staying quiet as heat flooded his face. Daniella's grip tightened playfully. "Silent treatment? Fine." She slowly tugged down his sweatpants, revealing his cock. "Not the biggest I've seen, but it's twitching like it knows who's boss—cute, really, for a guy who can't outlift me."
Her words hit like a spark. Horny and dripping, she shed her own clothes, her pussy wet and aching. "Time for a blowjob to teach you a lesson," she purred, taking him in her mouth while he panted. Liam groaned, hands on her ass as she worked him expertly. Soon she climbed atop, guiding his hard cock into her slick pussy, riding him with fierce control—sweating, panting, until they both came hard, cum mixing in explosive release.
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