Fitness Body Worship: Forbidden Moans in Lycra, Doll Positions and Uncontrolled Teasing [POV]
I don’t say a word; my body and the sounds I make are in total control. My hands slowly trace the Lycra of my outfit, stretching the tension to the breaking point, while the only sounds breaking the silence are my soft, genuine, breathless moans. Those are the exact sounds that get inside your head, making you crave the way my sportswear clings to my skin and leaving you begging for more. You’re trapped in my fantasy, staring at exactly what I want you to see, unable to touch. Will you hold back the urge, or will you surrender completely at my feet?
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