Pull-up bars line the walls. Workout posters everywhere. She mounts the bench alone, that black saddle seat disappearing between her thighs. Brunette hair tied back, body toned and bare, she leans into it—knees wide on the metal frame, pussy sliding down slow. Hands brace the edges. Ass flexes as she lifts, drops. Sweat beads on her skin under the fluorescent lights. Weights nearby, bench press stand empty, but she's all focus on the ride. Hips circle. Faster now. Tits bounce free, nipples hard. Breath quickens into soft gasps echoing off tan walls. Legs tense, feet planted firm on the mat. She grips harder, arches just enough to take it deeper. Black seat gleams wet. No rush. J
