Felicia's Run (Patreon)
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When Felicia noticed the stranger staring at her from the far end of the gym, she could hardly blame him. She was quite the spectacle at the moment.
She was working up a sweat on a treadmill, her skin was glistening and her massive tits bounced up and down as she ran, threatening to burst out of her sports bra with every step that landed.
The poor guy couldn't help himself, he was so focused on her body that it felt like a full minute before he noticed her staring back at him. She smiled at the look on his face when he realized he'd been caught. He was cute, cute enough anyway. Felicia would let him watch for another few minutes, if he stuck around he was in for quite a night.