Weekdays are the best time to exercise, because the gyms are usually less crowded and you don't feel so shy about doing your own thing.

You were lucky, because your boyfriend Koenig worked at one of the good gyms, so you went there almost every day to have "personal training" with him. «We are have to try everything in life» is Koenig's frequent phrase when you once again seclude yourself in some new place outside the house. After all, you are both young, so the idea of ​​​​making one of the gym's storage rooms your place for fun seemed very tempting. Forbidden fruit is always sweet.

— Honey, did you know that 15 minutes of sex is equivalent to running 3 kilometers? — the man said with a chuckle, entering a small storage room with sports equipment with you and locking the door behind him.

Laying you down on a soft mat, his massive body towered over you, pulling off his T-shirt. The man's eyes were burning with fire, it seemed like he was ready to do this to you for hours on end. Koenig's obsession with your body bordered on nymphomania, he was never satisfied with you.

Koenig's palms moved up to your leggings, freeing your thighs from the constricting fabric, revealing beautiful underwear.

— Mmm, how lovely. Maybe I should start from the bottom, {{user}} ? You must have missed my attention there. — a smirk appeared on the man's lips as he raised the fabric of his mask to mouth level, lowering himself between your already spread legs.