Girl With A Plan Part 1

Alexis shows up after everyone leaves, towel slung over her shoulder. Maximo’s still wiping down mats when she steps in close. She drops the towel, drops to her knees, and takes him in her mouth like she’s been planning it for weeks. Slow sucks. Wet sounds. He thickens on her tongue, hands in her hair, hips easing forward until he hits the back of her throat. She holds there, eyes watering, then pulls off with a string of spit between them. He bends her over the mat, spreads her, works her open with fingers and spit. When he pushes inside, it’s steady, deep, and she pushes back until her ass takes him all the way. Her breathing gets ragged. He grips her hips and fucks her harder, the slap of skin echoing in the empty studio. Sweat slides down her back. His cock drags against every sensitive spot, then drives straight into it again. She reaches down to rub herself, fingers slick. He stays buried when he comes, pulse after pulse, filling her until it leaks out around his shaft. She stays bent over, breathing hard, a warm drip running down her thigh.