Bully in the Gym 3 - Spencer Scott

Spencer Scott spots the skinny guy on the bench and grins like she just found free money. She plants one sneaker on the bar and tells him to get his weak ass up. Every time he squeaks a protest, she laughs louder, voice bouncing off the weight racks. She grabs his shirt, shoves him to his knees, and sticks her foot out until his lips press against her sneaker, tasting rubber and sweat. He mumbles excuses while she drags his head higher, burying his face between the thick curves of her ass, letting the heat and weight smother him. She sits on him during sit-ups so his mouth stays glued to her, every rep driving her deeper into his face until he can barely breathe. The gym lights flicker overhead while she rides his tongue, laughing every time he gasps for air and keeps coming back for more.