Dilmi stepped out of the squat rack, her petite 5'2 frame glistening with sweat after the intense session, and shot Pramod a playful grin. "Babe, you sure you want to squeeze in one more set? The shower's calling my name, and I don't like waiting." Pramod chuckled, wiping his brow. "Go ahead, Dilmi. I'll catch up in a minute—don't use all the hot water." She winked, grabbing her towel, and headed to the gym's private couple shower, the steamy heat already fogging the glass as she stripped and stepped under the cascading water.
The hot spray cascaded over her curves, making her feel alive and a little horny from the pump. She lathered up, fingers trailing over her wet skin, when the door swung open unexpectedly. In walked the towering 6ft trainer, fully naked, his massive dark-skinned body rippling with muscle and his enormous 12-inch cock hanging thick, veiny, and already half-hard. "Oops, thought this was empty," he said with a smirk, but his eyes lingered on her dripping form.
Dilmi didn't flinch or cover up; instead, she turned to face him boldly, water streaming down her breasts. "Accidentally naked in the couples' shower? Bold move, big guy. Or were you hoping to catch me like this?" Her voice dripped with witty challenge. He stepped closer, cock twitching. "Can't blame a man for admiring the view after spotting you all session. You're trouble, you know that?" She laughed, stepping forward to close the gap. "Trouble? Please, I'm the one who makes the rules here. But if you're interested, prove it."
Her hand reached out, wrapping around his hardening cock, stroking its massive length under the hot water as it grew to full, throbbing size. "Mmm, this is impressive," she teased, pumping him slowly while meeting his gaze. "Think you can handle a girl who knows what she wants?" He groaned, hands on her hips. "You're full of surprises. Keep that up and I might just forget whose girlfriend you are." Dilmi pressed against him, her pussy already wet and dripping with more than just shower water. "Good. Now shut up and kiss me before I change my mind."
They collided in a passionate rush, his thick cock sliding between her thighs as she ground against him, panting from the building heat. He lifted her easily against the wall, and she guided him in, gasping as his veiny length stretched her tight pussy. "Fuck, you're huge," she moaned with a grin, riding him hard. "But don't think that means you're in charge." Their bodies slapped together, sweating under the steam, her ass bouncing as he thrust deep.
Dilmi came first with a sharp cry, her walls clenching around his cock, but she didn't stop, urging him on with dirty whispers until he exploded inside her, thick cum filling her as they both panted and trembled. He pulled out slowly, cum dripping down her thighs, and she gave his softening length a teasing stroke. "Not bad for round one."
As they caught their breath under the spray, the door creaked again with Pramod's voice echoing in. Dilmi smiled wickedly, already imagining what came next.
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