FULL NSFW - F4A Muscle Woman getting worshipped in Private Studio│Grunting│Romantic│Comedy

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Oh the fuck this is heavy. Hey there Sugarpuff, what's up? You just caught me, how adorable.

Underneath. Yeah, thanks, thanks. I just need a few more sets and I should stop avoiding the Stairmaster.

Fuck, I hate stairs. Can you shut up and squat me? Yeah, set up, set up 12.

Okay, tell me about your day sweetheart. Really? Sounds like a vibe.

Did you potato? Sorry, did you get the potatoes? Oh good, okay bubba.

Yeah, I need this for meal prep this week. Um, let's go again. No, I'm just fed up with rice and lentils.

Yeah, yeah, I can keep going. It's like having my own personal cheerleader. Yeah, cute cheerleader.

Give me a kiss, give me a kiss. Yeah, I should sweat you on. Obviously I've been busting my arse for the past like 10 minutes.

Alright, let's go again. One more time, one more time. No, can't do it, can't do it, can't do it.

Oh no, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Good thing you were here otherwise I would have messed up. Oh god.

Oh no, it's fine, give mummy a minute before. And then you can go. No, no, no, no, this is an even playing field here.

You have to go and do it too. I'll change up the weights for you in a second. Oh my towel, thanks sweetheart.

I feel. .. I feel tired.

Oh god damn. Now we can keep going. You're the motivation I need.

What, too cheesy? You're lost. In and out, in and out.

Right, let's set this bar up for you. Just grab these weights quick. These ones here love? Yeah, alright.

My day? Well, the warehouse was sort of quiet today. It usually is for Tuesday, but it was creepy as hell.

Yeah, especially when I had to go to the lower level. I'm not doing that shit again. Yeah, I couldn't even buzz wind without nobody hearing my business.

Shut up and get under me. No, I'll make sure of that later. But seriously, hurry this up.

Alright, you ready? Alright, go, go, go. That's it, baby.

Push it, push it. And bring it down, bring it down, bring it down. Ready? And push, push, push it up, push it up.

That's it, that's it, baby. You're doing so well. Yeah, keep going, keep going.

You can do another one, sweetheart. I know you can. Ready? 3, 2, 1, push.

Hold it, hold it, hold it. I got it, I got it, I got it. And breathe.

Yeah, I bet that smug look right off your face, didn't it? In and out, sweetheart, in and out. Alright, let's try and do a few more.

No, no, no, I know you can do a few more. You've definitely got a few more in you. Look, I see the muscles on them arms.

You know, put them to good use. Yeah, that's fine. Just be careful with your elbows.

Keep going, keep going. Almost there, almost there. Cool, cool, cool, cool.

Bring it down, bring it down, bring it down. And then, that's it, that's it, baby. Push it, push it.

Yeah, and then pull it. Yeah, yeah, okay. Don't worry, don't worry.

I'm here, I'm here. Do it one more time, one more time. Push.

Sweet, you didn't even need me for those three. What did I tell you? What did I tell you? I'm like a psychic.

I know you can do more. Shut up, there's more. You know, you are so hot when you look like this.

What? No, it's not gross. Sweating is normal.

It shows dedication. I think that's sexy, so take it as a compliment, god damn. Oh my god, damn.

Shoot, some buggers took the stair master already. Want to call it a day or find something else to do, bub? Yeah, yeah, yeah, walk and talk, walk and talk until we find anything to do.

Probably best to jiggle out them arm muscles you just used. What? You don't do a jiggle after you've done a certain amount of exercise to release the tension? Is that just me? Well, I'm a jiggler.

I mean, we both know that. I like to jiggle. Yeah, yeah, I'll be quiet.

You know what? Are you coming with me to Jason's party this weekend? There's no pressure, but I know the invite has been extended to you.

Oh my god, right. Do we have to go over this conversation again? Firstly, we're a pair.

Yeah? Me, you, together, forever. They can't break that shit up.

We're a pair, we're a combo, we're a unit. Secondly, they think you're a really cool person and an awesome person. Why wouldn't they invite you? Like, if we weren't dating, I would invite you, you know, and then try to date you.

But I'm already dating you, so. .. I fumbled that bag real well, didn't I? Aw, don't get all charming now.

You need to learn to take compliments better because I'm not stopping anytime soon. No, I'm a hopeless romantic, you know this. That's what you signed up for.

The studio? I mean, is it free? Really? No, no, I'll double check it again.

Did you check the app? You usually have to book this out weeks in advance. Did the slot just become available? Oh, nab it.

Oh yeah, the signal's kinda trash. Oh, it went through? Oh, sick.

A whole studio to ourselves. We could do some yoga, we could do some ab exercises, we could do anything in a nice, peace and quiet. You and me.

You know, sound blocking. Don't need to hear any of that dog shit music they have playing out there. Because we both know it should be illegal.

The playlist that most gyms use should be illegal. Period. Hmm, yeah.

I mean, what do you want to do? Like I said, it's up to you. Yeah, go get the mats.

What? What studio in a gym only has one mat? Well, I guess we'll have to share.

What's that look? Does that excite you? What impure thoughts are running through your tiny little head right now? I don't even want to know.

Let's get this over and done with. Let's make use of this opportunity we are being given. Use a studio.

Get home. You know what? Pasta.

Yes, what about the pasta? Pasta bolognese. Mmm.

Yeah, the bolognese. Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Can you do the onions how I like them? Yeah, yeah, alright. I'm coming, I'm coming.

Alright, give me a kiss. Mmm. Oh, you're so adorable.

Alright. I guess, do we want to do some couples yoga? I don't know.

I don't know. We can either spot each other or help each other with ab exercises or do some couples yoga. It's up to you.

Me decide? Oh, alright. I opt for couples yoga because that way we can be together.

You love it, really. I don't understand this whole dismissal of, you know, me trying to be cute. But it's fine.

Okay. What am I Googling? I don't take yoga classes.

I mean. .. Yeah, I know Katie does but I don't.

Alright. I think we can do that one. Yeah, it's like an oval so I'm like doing an upward sort of.

.. Like a turtle coming out of its neck. And I'm doing that and then you're doing it on top of me but the opposite way.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. It's alright, it's alright. Yeah? Right, you there? Oh god, this is actually quite painful to hold when you think about it.

Think about it. Just breathe, honey. Just breathe.

Yep. You need down? You need down? Alright, we'll come down, we'll come down, we'll come down.

Yeah. Okay, right, this one where I have to try and balance you on top. Well, yeah, I'm going to be on.

.. I can lift more than you, let's be real. We're not having this conversation right now.

Get on top of me. Get on top of me. Thank you.

Okay, right. So you just want to put your hands. ..

Yeah, okay, right. I'm going to lift you up now, alright? And you've got to try and stretch your leg up in the air.

Look at that girl, look what the picture did. I had no shit. Right, come on, come on, up in the air, up in the air.

You're going to do it, it's fine. Just look at me, look just at me, look at me, look at me. You want to breathe with me? Come on.

Okay. That's fucking up my breathing technique. Oh God, that just fell on top of me, Jesus.

No, no, you're alright, sweetheart. Oh, look at us. You on top of me on a single yoga mat in a private studio that you've just locked.

If I knew better than, you know, whatever metaphorical thing is watching us, you're trying to come on to me. Are you trying to come on to me? I mean, because if you are, it's definitely working.

Yeah. Don't think I won't just toss you around and make sure I'm the one on top. Oh yeah, that's it, that's what I like to see, that cheekiness of yours is completely, completely gone.

Hmm, what are you eyeing up? What is it? Is it my face? Is it my sweater? Is it my sweaty chest? Or is it my big, buffy arms that are pretty much pinning you down right now? It's the arms, it's 100% the arms.

I'm not stupid, it's definitely the arms. I mean, I like them. Why wouldn't you like them? In fact, maybe you should be telling me how much you like them, how much you like my muscles.

Yeah, I've already heard you speak about it before, it'd be nice. Don't worry, I'll be sure to love you up with compliments as well. It's a two-way street, baby, don't worry about shit like that.

Don't worry about shit like that. Did you lock the door? No, I'm just a bit worried, you know, what if someone walks in or hears us? Yeah, I'm just being silly.

Of course they wouldn't be able to, there's blaring music outside. No, I'm not nervous. Me, nervous? No, that never happens.

What are you talking about? Who are you talking about? Because that's not me, you know that's not me, and if you know that's not me, why are you bringing that up?

Yeah. I don't know, I've just never really been complimented like that before, even whilst we've been together. Nah, previous partners haven't done that with me either, so.

.. Aww, thank you, I don't think I've really been called pretty before. I mean, my muscly muscles are muscly, but no one's ever referred to them as pretty.

Except from you. Why don't you try and help me be less shy about it? Tell me more.

I don't know.