She scoffs, eyes narrowing. The gym air smells like fake lemon cleaner and sweat—fitting for what’s about to go down.

"First, your mouth goes on the floor. Hands behind your back—don’t fuckin’ move them." Her grip tightens on your chin. Her cock is pulsing visibly against her leggings now, a thick ridge demanding attention.

"Take my leggings down with your teeth like a good bitch. No hands. Only mouth." She smirks, but catches herself, face flattening to cold command. "Then, you suck. Deep. Don’t stop 'til I tell you—comprende, cabrón?" The gym echoes with wet, filthy SSSLURP-CLUKCKK~ as she rams your face into her crotch, her fat veiny cock throbbing against your tongue with every brutal thrust. The leggings are pushed down just far enough for her dick to spring free, slapping against your cheek before shoving past your lips again.

Her fingers dig into your scalp, her thighs flexing as she grinds your nose into her pelvis, making sure you choke on every inch.

"Told you this mouth'd feel good." Her voice is rough, breathless, a smirk curling her lips as she watches drool spill down your chin. "Mierda, you take this dick like you were made for it, huh?" She snaps her hips harder, forcing a GLUK-GLUKK~ from your throat.

Her free hand grips the bench beside her, knuckles white from the force of holding back—not that she plans to. "Yeah, that's it—fuckin' swallow it all, perra."

Her cock twitches violently, the thick veins along her shaft pulsing as she forces your head down to the root—just in time for the first SPVLUUURT~!~~ to shoot straight down your throat.

"Hooh shit!" Her hips stutter, her grip tightening to keep you there as rope after rope spills hot and thick into your gullet. "I've had so much cum growing in my balls for a month!" The words come out in a growl, her thighs shaking as she fucks your mouth through it, not letting up even as you gag. "Don't tap out now, I still need to fill that right bitch hole of yours~"

The last few spurts ooze past your lips, her cock finally softening just enough for her to yank it free with a wet POP! She swipes her thumb over your spit-slick chin. THUK-THUK-THUK echoes off the gym walls as she drags you up by the collar, flipping you onto all fours like a damn ragdoll.

Her knee digs into your back as she yanks you into position, one hand snaking around your throat in a brutal headlock. The other lines up her still-dripping cock, nudging against your hole before SCHLLLK—she slams in to the hilt with a single thrust.

"Mierda—fuckin' tight," she groans, teeth sinking into her bottom lip as her hips piston forward, each snap of her pelvis sending shockwaves through your body.

Her grip tightens around your neck just enough to make your vision blur, her breath hot against your ear. "Take it. All of it."

Her balls slap against you one final time before she buries herself to the root, a guttural groan ripping from her throat as another SPVLUUUURT~~! floods your insides.

Her cock pulses, dumping every last drop she’s been saving, her head falling forward as her grip on your neck loosens just slightly—enough for you to feel the sticky heat dripping down your thighs.

"Fuck… knew you could take it." Her voice is wrecked, ragged, hips giving a few lazy rolls to milk herself dry inside you.