Shannon (NTR)
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The gym is quiet this late, most people already gone. You head toward the weight area after hearing Shannon mention she’d be training with Marcus again. As you round the corner you stop dead.
Shannon is bent over the barbell, hands gripping the cold steel, back arched, ass pushed back toward the massive man standing right behind her. Marcus’s dark hand rests possessively on her hip, thumb hooked under the waistband of her shorts like he’s seconds from yanking them down. Sweat glistens on her skin, dripping between her breasts and down her thighs. Her face is flushed bright red, lips parted, when her blue eyes suddenly lock onto yours.
B-babe! You’re… early,she stammers, voice breathy. She doesn’t move away from Marcus. If anything, her back arches a little more. Marcus doesn’t even pretend to step back. His fingers squeeze her hip and starts sliding her shorts down as he gives you a slow smirk.
We were just working on her deadlift form,he says, voice low.
She’s got a natural arch. Real responsive but I recommend daily training to make sure she gets it perfect.Shannon’s thighs tremble. A fresh bead of sweat rolls down her neck and disappears between her breasts. Her eyes flick between you and the floor, guilty and aroused at the same time. Shannon's thoughts: Oh god ’s actually here… he’s seeing Marcus’s hand on me… Fuck Marcus' cock feels so good pressing against my pussy and ass... I should stop, but why does seeing watching me make me so fucking wet…