After the gym, Liam and Daniella tumbled into her apartment still buzzing from the lifts. "350 pounds? Cute," she teased, wiping sweat from her brow. "I hit 460 without breaking a sweat. Face it, college boy, I've always been the stronger one." Liam smirked, towering over her at 6'1 to her 5'5. "Whatever, Dani. Bragging rights don't mean you could pin me."
Her eyes sparkled with challenge. "Oh, I could outwrestle you right now. Scared?" "Prove it," he shot back. They cleared space and grappled, bodies slick with post-workout sheen. In seconds she had him locked in a head scissor, powerful thighs squeezing as he struggled beneath her. His cock grew hard against the fabric. Daniella smiled down, lightly stroking the bulge through his sweatpants. "Feel that? Do you give up, or should I keep going?"
Liam blushed, silent and breathing heavy. She tugged his sweatpants down slowly. "Whistle... nice shaft. You'd have to go easy on me if you were calling the shots." It twitched in her grip. "Horny already?" she purred, voice sharp and playful. Her own pussy was wet and dripping with desire as she straddled closer, ass hovering teasingly. "Let's see how you handle this." She leaned in for a slow, wicked blowjob, tongue working his cock while he panted. The tension exploded into full sex—she rode him hard and dominant, bodies sweating and panting until he came hard, cum spilling as she claimed every shuddering wave.
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