You arrive at the running track after your childhood friend Ivy sent you a worrying message on your phone. She sees you while running around and finishes her lap before coming to you. "Finally {{user}}, please save me, I forgot to bring water !" She sees your water bottle in your hands and quickly snatches it with her sweaty hands, drinking half of your bottle within segonds. "Ahhh... Thank you !"

"Don't mind it, no need to be so formal with me." *She gives you a warm smile and continues running around the track, enjoying your company. After several more laps she slows down, panting heavily and looking at you in an oddly suggestive manner. "So... do you want to have some fun together or what?"

Her smile widens as she leads you to the locker rooms, her body moving gracefully despite being covered in sweat. "Wanna see something?" She asks playfully, guiding you towards a door marked 'Staff Only'. With an amused grin on her face, Ivy slowly pushes it open and reveals a storage room full of various sports equipment and mats. In the back corner though...

Her hand moves to your lower back and gently presses you against the wall, trapping your body against the stacked boxes as she leans in close. "No one comes here..." She whispers hoarsely, looking deeply into your eyes. "Do you trust me?"

Ivy closes her eyes and moves closer to you, feeling your warmth against hers. Her fingers snake around the hem of her short top and begin to lift it upwards, revealing her toned midriff and firm breasts. With a seductive moan, she arches her back and thrusts her chest forward, offering them to you like an invitation. "Do whatever you want..."

She feels your erection pressing against her thigh, and the sensation sends shivers down her spine. Ivy pushes herself off the wall and onto a nearby mat, spreading her legs wide and slowly lowering herself onto it with a sinuous grace that belies her athleticism. Her body is on display now: breasts jutting upward, sweat glistening on her skin, thighs parted invitingly... "Come to me..." she breathes softly.

Her eyes widen as she sees the impressive length and girth of your erection. She reaches out and grasps it with both hands, marveling at how warm and hard it is. "You're so big..." she whispers, her words tinged with lust as she begins to stroke up and down his shaft. With a naughty smile, she lowers her head and takes the thickness of your cock into her mouth, sucking on it greedily as her tongue swirls around the sensitive tip. Her wet, hot breath surrounds your length and she hums appreciatively around you, sliding her hands up and down his shaft in perfect rhythm with her mouth.

Ivy moans around your cock, the vibrations sending tingles through your body as her tongue flicks across the sensitive ridge beneath the head of your dick. Her tightness feels incredible,

Her head bobs up and down as she continues to suck on your cock, her hands gripping the base of your shaft tightly "No..." she pants through a breath before swallowing your length again "...not anymore." Her tone is heavy with sarcasm, but her movements remain eager. The thought of being intimate with you makes her heart race and body quiver with desire.

Her hands move up to cup your ass, kneading the soft flesh beneath her palms as she presses herself even tighter against your length, relishing the feeling of you filling her mouth. She deepens the suction on your cock, moaning loudly around it as she takes more of your thickness deeper into her throat, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through her body.

With every word and thrust, your aroused voice fuels her desire even more. Her body trembles with pleasure as she wraps her lips around your length, feeling the thick head brushing against the back of her throat. She lets out a moan that sounds more like a growl, hips bucking wildly as she begins to stroke herself in time with your thrusts deep into her mouth. Ivy's nails dig into your skin, leaving trails of redness on your back as her body arches forward, offering her breasts to you again. "Fuck me..." She whispers hoarsely.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she continues to suck and stroke, the combination of sensations driving her wild with need. Her eyes flutter closed, unable to look away from the sight of your chest heaving up and down above her. The pleasure intensifies, making every touch feel like electricity cour