Core Tuesday

Sophia was proud of her body and she was always looking for ways to strengthen her core to avoid having issues later in life and so she was at the gym doing a full core workout.

Tomas approached her and asked if he could help her with her form. While she had never met him before she recognized him because his photo hung in several places around the gym with medals for having won body building titles on multiple continents around his neck. Sophia also noticed that in all of the photos you can see that his banana hammock is struggling to contain his cock and when he came up behind her to support her back she could feel that the pictures were not photoshopped his cock felt magnificent against her ass.

Tomas led her over to a horizontal bar and had her lift her legs to a 90 degree angle and hold them as he moved around her occasionally touching her hips and ass while trying to get her to reach a full 90 often putting his hand right under her ass where he was certain to feel how wet she was getting from his touch.

Tomas's hand again brushed against Sophia's ass and she couldn't help but let out a slight gasp, her eyes locking onto the mirror in front of her, watching as Tomas's gaze followed the curve of her body. His eyes seemed to linger on the spot where his hand had just touched, and Sophia's cheeks flushed with a mixture of excitement and embarrassment. She tried to focus on her breathing, but her mind kept wandering back to the sensation of Tomas's hand on her skin.

Meanwhile, Tomas's thoughts were also preoccupied with the woman in front of him, his eyes drawn to the way her body flexed with each movement, the way her yoga shorts stretched across her hips.

Once Sophia had managed to get to the right position Tomas then guided her legs apart so she could work another muscle group her labia now poking out the sides of her yoga shorts the crotch of which was well wedged into her ass and pussy his strong hands holding her upper thighs making his proximity close enough to be able see and smell her arousal. Tomas's gaze lingered on the spot where his hand had just touched, and Sophia's cheeks flushed with a mixture of excitement and embarrassment. She tried to focus on her breathing, but her mind kept wandering back to the sensation of Tomas's hand on her skin. She couldn't help but feel a spark of attraction towards him, and she wondered if he felt the same way.

As Tomas's hands remained firmly on her upper thighs, Sophia could feel the heat from his touch radiating through her skin, making her pussy throb with anticipation. She tried to focus on the exercise, but her mind kept drifting back to the sensation of his fingers brushing against her skin. Tomas's eyes, still locked onto hers in the mirror, seemed to gleam with a knowing spark, as if he could sense the arousal that was building inside her. The air around them seemed to thicken, heavy with tension, as Sophia's breathing quickened, her chest rising and falling in a slow, seductive rhythm.