Casting a Great Crossfit Ass

The room was dimly lit, casting shadows on the walls. She stood before him, her muscular figure glistening with sweat. He couldn't take his eyes off her: the curves of her back, the rounded glutes, the strong thighs. He kneeled before her, his heart racing."You're amazing," he whispered, his fingers tracing the outline of her powerful legs. She leaned down, her breath hot against his ear."Can't you see? I work hard for this." Her voice trembled with emotion. He stood up and pulled her close, their bodies pressed tightly together. He nibbled on her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine."I want to see more," he murmured. Her eyes widened in surprise but she didn't pull away. He guided her to the bed, their bodies meeting on the soft sheets, their breaths mingling in the dark room.