Her eyes went wide and her jaw dropped, but no words came out. Jenny just stood stunned and speechless for a minute before she looked back at her options. While her pussy had already begun to leak, what was left of her propriety opted for the slightly more sensible. "T-the public area." she said finally when she found her voice. "We should probably start there."
"Sure thing." Chastity says, what Jenny finds scandalous seeming pedestrian to her. "Let's go." She slips on the yoga pants over the shorts, and appropriately attired, heads out to the front of the gym, stretching her athletic but buxom body with yoga poses before getting on the treadmill, breasts heaving in the confines of her sports bra.
"She certainly does." Erik finishes the food, before shoving her head down on his cock, the sounds of her gags competing with the noise from the TV as he begins to fuck her throat. "I expect..." He groans. "That you do what I say..."
"He's a cop, I think." Melchett responds, chuckling and not stopping for a moment, as his cock smashes like a battering ram at the entrance of her womb. "A high up. Maybe he'll arrest you?" The fat man laughs.
Jenny copied her sister, donning the crotch-less shorts before putting on a pair of yoga pants. Following Chastity, Jenny proceeded in a similar fashion; stretching likewise before hopping onto her own treadmill. She popped a pair of earbuds in and turned on a workout playlist on her phone. While the music in the club was adequate, it wasn't really her style. With everything set, the busty blonde started running in tandem with her sister, the music in her ear helping her shut out the world and focus on her exercise.
"You should have done that already. Now, I want to know how you'll make it up to me." Erik grunts.
Unlike yesterday, where Chastity utterly outpaced her, today Jenny finds her sister slowing up to help her keep pace, and the two find themselves naturally falling into the same rhythm, as their bodies cast their seductive spell on the people fortunate to be working out or walking by the window. Slowly, Chastity escalates, running faster and faster with her sister naturally running at the same speed, her body working to pump oxygen fast enough to keep up, and Jenny starts feeling a runner's high, elevated by the almost ethereal connection with her sister. Finally, sweat pouring down their bodies, they slow down, and Chastity taps Jenny's shoulder. "Hey, look at that hunk by the door. Know him? 'Cause he's paying you a lot of attention. More than everyone else in here, I mean." She says after Jenny pulls out her earbuds, and the wife turns to face the entrance, seeing a large dark skinned man, obviously muscular body hidden by an elegant suit. Strangely, Davey by the door seems to be acting deferentially to the man. Jenny's eyes go wide as she looks upwards, and sees Dylan Duke's handsome face grinning back at her.
"You've learned how to beg properly - I like that. But no. I'm happy just where I am." Melchett doesn't stop for a moment, tugging the leotard down from her chest so that he can grope her breasts as he fucks her. "Holy shit..." Vanessa hears from above.
"Like I said - I stab people in the front, not the back." The woman shrugs, then chuckles as Sonata returns his own compliment. "You're brave, at least. I'll give you that much, kid." She pushes off from the ledge and straightens up, pulling a small, ancient looking flip phone from the pocket of her shorts. "Here. My brother and I have emergency phones like this, just in case. This is my spare. It only has my number and my brother's on it, so you don't have to worry about trying to scroll through contacts in a pinch." She tosses the phone over.
At the sight of Dylan Duke Jenny stopped her workout.
"Not a bad idea, slut." He chuckles.
Melchett pinches her nipples hard, as Vanessa hears a fleshy sound from the balcony above. "Sounds like our audience approves..." The fat man chuckles.