After their gym session, Liam and Daniella tumbled into her apartment, sweat still glistening on their skin from the weights. "You deadlifted 350? Cute," Daniella teased, her 5'5 frame radiating confidence despite being a foot shorter than his 6'1. "I hit 460 like it was nothing. Maybe next time I'll spot you properly." Liam laughed it off. "Whatever, Dani. You're all talk." She raised an eyebrow, eyes sparkling with challenge. "Talk? I could outwrestle you right here on the mat. Prove it." They grappled playfully at first, but Daniella's strength shone through—she locked him in a headscissor hold, thighs like steel clamping around his neck. Liam squirmed, then froze as his cock grew hard against the fabric. Daniella smiled wickedly, lightly stroking him through his sweatpants. "Oh, look who's getting hard already. Do you give up, or is this turning you on?" He blushed, staying quiet as heat flooded him. She slowly pulled down his sweatpants, revealing him. "Not bad for a guy who can't match my lifts—your cock's got some potential." Panting and horny, Daniella shed her clothes, her pussy already wet and dripping. She straddled him, guiding his hard cock into her tight heat. "Fuck, Liam, feel how wet I am?" They moved in rhythm, her strong body dominating as she rode him, ass bouncing. She leaned down for a quick blowjob tease, tongue swirling before mounting again. Sweating and panting, Liam came hard, cum spilling as she climaxed with a witty moan: "That's it—next time, lift more so you can keep up with this pussy."
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