After an intense session at the commercial gym, Dilmi wiped the sweat from her brow and grinned at her boyfriend Pramod. "You sure you want to squeeze in that last set, babe? I'm dying for a hot shower," she teased, her 5'2 frame still buzzing with energy despite the workout. Pramod chuckled, racking the weights. "Go ahead, Dilmi. I'll catch up—don't use all the hot water." She winked, heading to the private couple's shower, her mind already on the steamy relief.
Dilmi stripped down and stepped under the cascading hot water, letting it soothe her aching muscles. Suddenly the door swung open, and in walked their towering trainer, fully naked, his dark skin glistening and that massive 1ft cock already half-hard. "Whoops, thought this was empty," he said with a smirk. Dilmi didn't flinch; instead, she turned to face him boldly, water dripping down her curves. "Well, it's not. But since you're here, maybe you can help me with something... bigger than Pramod's sets."
The trainer's eyes darkened with interest as Dilmi stepped closer, her hand wrapping around his thick, veiny cock. "Mmm, this is what I've been curious about during all those sessions," she purred, stroking it slowly under the spray. He groaned, growing fully hard in her grip. "You're a bold one, Dilmi. Your boyfriend's just outside." She laughed sharply, witty and unashamed. "He can join the fun later. Right now, I'm horny and this pussy's already wet and dripping for you."
They collided in a passionate rush, his hands gripping her ass as he lifted her against the tiled wall. Dilmi moaned, guiding his enormous cock into her tight pussy, riding him with fierce control. "Fuck, you're so big—stretching me just right," she panted, their bodies sweating and slapping together. He thrust deep, replying with a grin, "And you're taking it like you own it. No submission from you, huh?" She bit his lip playfully. "Damn right. Now give me that cock harder."
Their rhythm built to a fever pitch, Dilmi coming first with a sharp cry as her pussy clenched around him. The trainer followed soon after, grunting as he came deep inside her, hot cum filling her while they panted under the water. But just then, Pramod entered, towel in hand, eyes widening at the scene. "Starting without me?" he asked, but Dilmi beckoned him in with a sly smile. "Get over here—plenty of me to go around."
Pramod joined eagerly, and soon they had Dilmi sandwiched between them, both men lifting her effortlessly for a double penetration that made her gasp in delight. "Yes, fill my ass and pussy," she commanded, strong and in charge, their bodies grinding in slick harmony. They moved to the locker room afterward, spitroasting her with one cock in her mouth for a sloppy blowjob and the other pounding from behind, sweat and cum mixing in the heat.
As they all collapsed in satisfied exhaustion, Dilmi licked her lips and eyed the trainer's still-twitching length. "Round two's going to be even filthier once we get home."
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