Legging Obsessed

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The gym was packed with “New Year, New Me” people. I knew it would be tough to get to the equipment I wanted, so to give myself a slight advantage, I wore my new compression leggings.

The buttery soft ones with a butt-scrunching seam to accentuate my perfectly round peach. They make even me drool, so I knew I’d have a better chance at getting people to move out of my way so I could get my work out in and get the fuck out of there. Only I didn’t expect to run into some legging obsessed perv who was trying to break himself of his porn habit by going to the gym.  One look at my ass, and he crawled to me, begging me to let him jerk off to my cheeks.

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