A new strategy: let the hottie win

"Gosh, you know, if we're really concerned with freedom of motion, do you think you ought to take my top, too?" You press a hand concernedly to your chest as you sit up, now bared from the waist down.

"Well, just to be on the safe side, you're probably right." The hottie nods, reaching to your sides. You lift your arms up as she gently tugs your shirt off, tossing it aside, the pulls your sports bra gently around your breasts before tugging it over your head to be likewise discarded.

Now totally nude, surrounded by a group of ever-more-eagerly watching men, you feign shyness as you climb up on the machine she pointed to, yet in your mock embarrassment you somehow manage to complete forget to cover anything up, even as you totally unnecessarily bend waaaay over to climb into the seat. This machine works your legs by pressing your knees outward against two bars to lift some weights, and as you settle in for a first gentle lift, you can actually hear the soft smack as your soaking wet lips pull apart when your thighs spread. You bite your other lip, knowing you're hardly the only one to hear that.

Another spread and soft smack and the hottie steps up between your knees, a soft hand on each thigh keeping them spread, holding up the weights.

"Sometimes it's a good workout to see how long you can hold it..." She leans in, placing a gentle kiss one your nipple. "Wanna see how far we can go?" A soft kiss lands on the opposite nipple, this time followed by a gentle nibble as she pulls back.

You can only reply with a soft sigh as her lips work their way around the curve of your breast, then down across your ribs and stomach, down along the line of your hip to the source of that soft, wet smack.

As her lips close on yours, a soft sigh escapes, and you realize your legs are quickly tiring. You press out as she presses in, and another sigh escapes. Her pace quickens, and the sigh ends in a gasp as her finger slips inside you, her tongue flitting across your aching clit. Another press, this time with another finger, and you let out another gasp.

"Oh, god, I can't..." You knees shake slightly as her fingers press in again, "I have to get off of here..."

Pulling back, her hand now noisily pressing in and out of you, she looks around. "Anyone here willing help her get off?"