Page 59 of See No Evil

“You can stop mean muggin’ me, mean ass lady!” he teased, calling out to her from afar. He stuck his tongue out at her, then jumped on the treadmill.

Bastard.

She grabbed her water bottle out of the gym bag, and chugged a good amount of it.

Oh, Lord. He just needs to stop cookin’ so much food and I’ll be okay. I can just walk in the mornings and stop eating his chicken lasagna, pot roast with the gold potatoes, and those damn white chocolate praline cookies he made for melast week. Oh, my God. I’m doomed.Her mouth watered just thinking about them.

After about ten more minutes, he was finally finished with his workout.

“Can we go now?”

“Yeah. Come back here with me.”

She looked ahead and saw a door with ‘Men’ written above it.

“But that’s the men’s locker and shower room. I’ll wait over here.” She slipped her water bottle into her gym bag, and got to her feet.

“Ain’t nobody ever back there when I come this late here but me.”

“Huh? Now I know I can mess up some grammar, but my Lord! What are you even sayin’?”

“Nobody is back here! You see how small this gym is. It’s not like Planet Fitness. Just wait in the back with me.”

She wondered if this was one of his tricks. She’d discovered that Legend enjoyed playing games, making her the butt of a joke, such as plastic snakes in the toilet, and fake winning lottery tickets.So damn childish…

“Come on. I only need to take a quick five-minute shower, get dressed, and then we can go pick up Kaylee from your mother’s.”

“Okay. Five minutes, Legend.”

She followed him into the men’s area. She looked around and saw a water cooler, three shower stalls, and about twenty blue lockers. Legend approached one and removed his jeans and other attire to put on. She took a seat on a long bench next to him, while he gathered a bar of soap and a washcloth, a stick of deodorant, and walked to one of the shower stalls.

She could see him as he stripped down… and her pussy yelled, ‘Sweet mercy,’ at the sight of him. He lathered up his hair, then his body, working up suds all over his physique. He rinsedoff a few minutes later, toweled himself off, wrapped it around his waist, and came hustling back her way.

His stare as he approached was a tad too intense, making her a little apprehensive. Then, the towel dropped to the floor. He didn’t bother to pick it up. He proceeded to casually apply the deodorant, placed it in his bag, then stood there, staring.

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Take your exercise leggings off.”

“No! What for?!”

“Take ’em off. You’re going to give me some pussy.” He started to grab her, but she leapt out of reach just in time.

“Legend, stop!” She laughed and screamed at the same time as he chased after her, hot on her heels. She looked behind her a couple of times, but all she zoomed in on was that big, long, juicy dick of his, just a swingin’.

She didn’t get far. He lunged at her and finally put her in some sort of horrible bearhug, making it impossible for her to fight back or run away, then dragged her back to the bench she’d been originally sitting on. He pushed her head onto her gym bag to elevate her neck, then snatched her leggings off her. She punched and kicked, giggled and screamed.

“STOP! Someone is going to come back here and see us!”

“Ain’t nobody comin’ back here!”

He tossed the leggings aside. She tried to playfully knee him in the gut, but he blocked her, then forced her legs open and jammed his tongue at the bottom of her pussy slit, licking all the way up, hard and fast, over and over again.

“OH, SHIT!” she hollered, clawing at him and digging her nails into his shoulders. His fingers dug into the skin of her inner thighs.

“Stop movin’!” he chided between muffled breaths. “Keep yo’ fuckin’ legs open!” He kept licking and sucking on her, first slow,then fast, but always hard and long. Once she was dripping all over the place, he rose up, grabbed his dick and…

“AHHHH!” Her voice burned her throat as the sensation rushed through her. He filled her up to the brim. Pelvic alignment in session…

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