Liz giggles at Kayle's last comment before the buxom staff member walks off, but Liz doesn't think it's much help during her current predicament. Sure, Liz thought, she just sat on you like before (and loved it), but you weren't left lying on the bench like in Kayle's story, especially not in a pool of your own juices...Sadly, Liz didn't quite catch the implications behind Kayle's little joke, at least not at first.
Liz continues to search for you, completely unaware that every step she takes makes her thick thighs bulge and swell around you and her meaty cheeks relentlessly grind your cock in between them. She groans, "Ugh, like come ON, Mr. Trainer. You're the one that kept complaining about running late, so what's the point of holding us up like this. You're not like trying to ditch me, are you? ME!? Even after you were just checking out my ass?" After saying that, Liz stopped. The gears in her head finally start to turn as she thinks back to what Kayle said to go along with your sudden disappearance. Testing a hunch, Liz slides her hands down to her ass and starts to feel around for you, squeezing and rubbing every inch of her massive cheeks to find you. She doesn't find you at first, but Liz's searching does have quite the effect on you. Liz inadvertently makes her cheeks bounce and grind together, pounding your aching erection even more than before. With your face stuck against her crotch, you have no way of calling out to Liz. You can only hope that she finds you soon and finally ends this torture.
Not giving up, Liz decides to take a closer look. She walks towards the mirror again and bends over after turning around, looking at her mammoth ass in the reflection. Her bending over tenses her thighs more, adding extra pressure on your upper body, but makes her cheeks part just enough to reveal your lower body stinking out from below them. Liz widens her eyes when she finally finds you, helplessly stuck against her dynamite bod, and howls with laughter, "HaHaHaHa! Like, ohmygawsh! Have you been stuck there the whole time!?" With Liz's thighs squeezing your head extra-hard, you have trouble hearing what she just said. With all of the excruciating pressure on your body, it's hard to focus, let alone respond to a question you didn't hear, but you can tell she's excited. She might've found you finally. Will she free you?
She doesn't. Not getting a response from you, Liz takes a finger and repeatedly pokes against your lower body, smooshing you against her soft, enveloping flesh and forcing you to hump her cheeks. "HaHaHa. Well, like, it's a good thing I found you when I did. Otherwise, you might've exploded against my ass without me knowing again, just like in Kayle's story." Liz covers her forehead with the back of her hand to feign distress, "All without my consent." She looks back at you with a devilish smirk and continues to poke and prod you as she speaks, "Or is that just, like, how you do things here, Mr. Trainer? You use your tiny body to sneak up on gorgeous, innocent, unsuspecting clients and ravish their sexy bodies without them knowing it. I caught you playing against my tits, but I bet you thought you could have fun against my big ass without me seeing you again, huh? Isn't that right, Mr. Trainer? You just want to have personal time with allllllll this?" Liz stops poking you and starts to gyrate her ass left and right to tease you, crushing you between the vice-grip of her thighs and slamming her rippling cheeks against your cock. Stuck against Liz, you can't hope to defend yourself against her or her taunting. All you can do is groan in frustration and arousal as she continues to have fun with you.
Finally, Liz stands back up and slowly pulls you from between her legs, dragging you through her soft thighs, along her succulent ass, and up to her gorgeous, smug face. You're finally given a chance to breathe as Liz eyes you with a condescending smirk. "Well, Mr. Trainer, do you admit it?"
In between breaths, you respond, "Admit what?"
"Admit that you've been trying to make me your personal toy this entire session. Like, you've been going to town with me ever since we've started." Liz squeezes one of her breasts and shakes her hips to emphasize her point. "You can't keep your hands off me."
Your blood boils. She's the toy!? She's been literally toying around with you this whole time! "Look, Liz, all I've been trying to do is train you, with nothing but the purest intentions, but you keep making it harder than it needs to be, flaunting yourself every chance you get. Everything that's happened, all the torture I've been through, has all been your fault, so, for the sake of time, how about you get over yourself and--"
Tired of your complaining, Liz rolls her eyes and smacks the hand she's holding you with against her ass, pressing you firmly against it and silencing you with its rippling mass. "Ps-shaw. Don't even act like you're not totally gaga for my bodacious bod. You heard Kayle tell me the story about how I sat on you that first time. I bet you couldn't stop thinking about me after that, and now, up close with the ass you've been dreaming about, you couldn't possibly help yourself." Liz slides her hand up and down her bubble butt, slowly dragging you along it and covering you with its warmth. "You wanna know how I can tell you're just loving this? Your little stiffy. I didn't feel it that first time because I didn't know you were there, but, know that I know you're here, if I reallllly focus, I can tell you've got a raging hard-on for all this."
Liz isn't wrong. Despite your anger and frustration, your erection is jabbing into her flesh and dragging along it with you, making you melt as it throbs. "Oooh, it's really getting hard. Like, I bet I don't even have to do much to make you explode against my butt right now." To prove her point, Liz starts to shake her hips left and right, twisting her ass against you and causing her soft flesh to send amazing feeling jiggles throughout your whole body and cock.You feel everything become hot as Liz sways faster and harder, her hot ass rolling over your cock with each sway. Liz's ass starts rocking side to side faster as she presses her palm harder against you, forcing your cock to press further against her yielding flesh. You feel like you'll explode at any second. "But..." Before you can get the release your body craves, Liz pulls you from her ass and places you on the bench behind her, the same spot where this changing room fiasco started, and continues, "Like you said, Mr. Trainer, we're running late. We can't keep getting held up by your urges, so, for the sake of time, how about you just admit that you can't get enough of me, then we'll move on." Awaiting your confession, Liz turns to the side and strikes a sexy pose that gives you an eyeful of both her tits and ass, confident she's got you eating out the palm of her hand.
Despite the arousing site before you and your raging hard-on, you still can't help but get pissed at Liz's condescending tone and unrelenting teasing. Like hell you would admit a brat like her was having any sort of an effect on you. "Screw that! You're the one who keeps desperately throwing herself at me to get a rise out of me. Well it's not gonna work, Liz. You're nowhere near as hot as you say you are. So how about you get changed so we can finally get going?" You cross your arms and look up at her in defiance.
A scowl appears on Liz's face for a few moments before dissipating into a wry smile, which is surprising. You thought she'd be more upset. "Well, Mr. Trainer, it looks like someone is in denial with how he really feels," Liz says as she eyes your erection. She coyly asks aloud, "Like, what can I do to get you to finally admit how extremely into me you clearly are?" A Cheshire grin creeps along, Liz's face. You gulp, your defiant rage quickly falling apart. You don't like where this is going.
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