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Lina adjusted her gym bag on her shoulder, still flushed, still slightly shaky. Her legs wobbled as she leaned in for one last kiss.

"You going home too?" she asked, breath warm against your cheek.

You nodded slowly.

"Yeah... soon. Might need a shower first."

She gave you a playful smirk, clearly seeing through it but not pressing.

"Well, don’t jerk off in the shower thinking about my butt, John."

"No promises," you said, watching her jiggle out the entrance doors, her ass hypnotic in her tight gym shorts.