Bailee's workout

Most girls lie about the gym. They say they love the burn, the sweat, the grind. The truth hits different once the doors close and the boredom sets in. Bailee never pretended. She’d rather lounge with the remote than chase another rep. So we skipped the TV and brought her the next best thing—a thick dildo that filled her hand and her attention the second she saw it. She tugged her workout leggings down just enough to slide it between her thighs, breath catching as the head pressed in. Blonde hair stuck to her forehead while she worked it deeper, hips rolling against the padded bench. Every slow thrust erased the dull hum of treadmills. Her free hand drifted under her sports bra, pinching a stiff nipple, and the room filled with the soft, wet sound of her fucking herself. She left the gym that day with shaky legs and a new habit. Now she never forgets the toy, and she always comes back for more.