Two Hung Gym Trainers And Me

Photo by Malik Skydsgaard on Unsplash

I never wore a bra under my tank top in front of my trainer. I liked the way his eyes stared at my poking nipples. I loved how his cock throbbed on my ass he trained me. His huge hands grabbed my hips and pushed me down. I arched my back and bent over to stretch, and I saw him, humping my ass, and his thick palm felt me up.

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I'm A.J Shaikh, a moron and a writer. I like writing about Business, Relationships, Men, Romance, Sex & Dating.

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A.J SHAIKH

A.J SHAIKH

I'm A.J Shaikh, a moron and a writer. I like writing about Business, Relationships, Men, Romance, Sex & Dating.