Finishing up with Isabella

Isabella laughed and touched his arm, taking the opportunity to glance down at his dick hanging thickly between his thighs still wet and glistening from her. She couldn't keep her admiring eyes off of it.

She was feeling distinctly loopy and more than a bit smitten, no doubt the orgasms were having an effect on her brain. Nick was a hot guy and he seemed totally into her. She wondered what had finally caused him to make a move today after so long. She kept shifting her hips, repeatedly drawing his appreciative eyes to the curve of her butt. She wouldn't mind at all if he spanked it a few more times. Him and his well-hung cock were getting plenty of attention. A few girls were clearly working out nearby just to make a move when he was unoccupied with her. There was even one of the personal trainers hanging around and also that freckled redhead doing abs less than a few feet away who Isabella knew had a boyfriend or husband here somewhere.

Back bitches. He's mine. She had the evidence to prove it still splattered all over her ass. Not to mention that was her all over his big dick.

Feeling possessive and bold she sidled up to him and smacked his butt. Nice and firm. He jerked with surprise and she got to watch his long ropy member jump and sway delightfully. "So... I think I'm done working out. Did you want to get something to eat with me?"

"Oh! Uh. I'd love to but uh I just got here uh-"

He leaned down suddenly and kissed her, taking one small breast in one hand and slipping a finger into her still wet cunt with the other.

She kissed back and even brought her hands down to slap-grab his muscular buns and it wasn't long before he returned the favor. She moaned into his mouth as his fingers sank into the sensitive flesh of her ass. A shiver shot through her as he pressed a fingertip against her and she stuck out her butt a bit to encourage it. She was disappointed when he stopped. “How about dinner tonight?.”

Isabella nodded, probably a bit too eagerly, and entered her number into his phone and had it text hers so she had his.

She was **** to part with him but then things go a bit awkward as he squatted down atop that ball-cap wearing redhead's face. She just wasn't sure how to keep the conversation going with the woman getting her skanky juices all over his fingers as he leaned over and repeatedly penetrated her slit.

Isabella headed for the locker room to take a shower before she headed out.