The best part about having a date? The pre-date training, hands down. There’s nothing more relaxing than having my trainer stretch me out before I head out. This time, I was feeling extra frisky and wanted a confidence boost, so I tried on a million outfits, each from a different decade. I found out I looked fucking hot in the 70s. Maybe it’s the way a tight crop top hugs my big tits or how those shorts accentuate my ass, but something about it was working for me. I think my trainer agreed because I could feel his boner pressing against me as he stretched my legs. Fuck the workout. I knew a good ride would be a better way to get my blood pumping. So, I let him shove his rock-hard dick inside my pussy to warm me up, and I rode that cock like my life depended on it until my entire body was shaking. I didn’t even need a post-workout shake because sucking his dick dry gave me all the protein I needed.
