Zoey, clad in a skimpy sports bra and leggings, is in the zone, her body moving fluidly with each lift of the heavy barbell. The weight is a challenge, but her lust is greater. She drops the barbell, the clatter echoing in the room as she turns her attention to her throbbing clit. She slips a hand into her leggings, her fingers finding their target, rubbing furiously. She's breathless, her body trembling as she imagines the barbell inside her, filling her, stretching her. She comes hard, her body convulsing, her juices dripping onto the cold floor. But she's not done. She wants more, needs more. She looks around, her eyes landing on a set of dumbbells. She smiles, a wicked gleam in her eyes. This workout is far from over.