She sucks your dick

"Spot for me," Ashley tells you as she starts lifting weights, nearing the end of her workout as you help her with her lifting.

"I really don't think you need the help Ashley," you tell her as she finishes her reps, smiling up at you as she does the last one and sits up.

"Maybe I did, and maybe I didn't. It's called flirting," she teases you as you come and sit next to her on the weight bench, many things running through your mind about how to "use" some of the equipment in the weight room.

"Then I guess you won't mind if this is how I respond," you tell her as you look into her eyes and kiss her, feeling her eagerly returning it and laying down on the weight bench as you climb on top of her and straddle her.

"Not yet John. We have all night. My dad knows not to bother me when I'm in the weight room," she tells you as she pushed you off of her right as you are about to pull her yoga pants down and fuck her, leaving you with a raging hard-on.

"Not to worry, though. I'll do something about that, then I'll let you stick it inside me," she tells you as she grabs your cock and goes to her knees, her eyes lighting up as she spies your it for the first time.