Enjoy the spectacle for a minute.

You're tempted to just grab this baddie right away, but since she seems to be having so much fun showing off, you decide to let her do her thing for a bit first. Your decision seems to coincide with the end of her set: stepping forward, she carefully sets the bar back on the rack and ducks her head out from under it, leaning forward with her hands braced on it as she catches her breath. Her new posture doesn't thrust her ass out quite as dramatically as her squatting, but it's still a sight to behold.

You don't get more than a moment to enjoy it before she catches your eye in the mirror. A smirk spreads across her flushed face. "Enjoying the show?"

Well, this girl certainly isn't shy—not that a bad bitch like her would be. "I don't think you need me to tell you," you reply with a smirk of your own.

"You're right about that," she admits. Sticking out her ass a little further, she subtly sways it back and forth, her plug catching the light.

"You don't seem to mind," you point out.

"Why would I?" she says, her smirk becoming a proud smile. "I work hard for this bangin' bod. People should be impressed."

"I can tell you do," you agree. "Is this where you usually work out? I'd definitely remember seeing you around."

"Yeah, I'm usually here in the morning." Pushing off the bar and straightening up, she turns to a water bottle on the floor next to the rack and bends at the waist to pick it up. This time, you're treated to a full, unobstructed view of both her plugged asshole and her pink, swollen pussy, glistening with wetness that you're pretty sure is more than just sweat. Pausing down there for longer than necessary, she flashes you another smirk over her shoulder and pops her hips a few times, showing you that even with all that muscle, that incredible ass still has more than enough softness to jiggle wonderfully when she twerks. Breaking eye contact with you, she seems to get lost in the motion for a moment, her eyes falling closed as a dreamy smile spreads across her face. "Fuck yeah," she sighs. "I love my perfect body. Feels so fucking good shaking my thick, juicy ass."

Your dick throbs against your shorts. "You sure enjoy working out, huh?"

She laughs. "You know it." Seeming to decide that's enough for now, she straightens up again. Taking several gulps from her water bottle, she quickly sets it back down and turns back to the bar. "You just gonna watch?" she asks you as she ducks under it and prepares to take the weight on her shoulders again. "Wouldn't blame ya. Every guy here's always trying to pretend they're not staring at me; be a nice change of pace to have someone just admit it."

As appealing as that sounds, you know there's no way you'll be satisfied just watching.