Nicole Murkovski, a former ballerina, lays on a yoga mat on the floor, her body tense as she focused on her pilates routine. She was using a pilates ball, her muscles flexing as she moved. Suddenly, Martin Spell burst into the room, his eyes locked onto her. He strode towards her, his movements rough and urgent. It's time for a break from her exercise. He greeted her in his low and husky voice. It's cock o'clock! She's already aroused. He's here to give her a pounding she'll never forget. Without warning, he dropped to his knees beside her, his hands grasping her hips. He pulled her towards him, his fingers digging into her skin. Nicole gasped, her body tensing as he began to thrust into her. The room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, the smell of sweat and sex hanging heavy in the air. Nicole's cries echoed through the space, her body arching off the mat as Martin's pounding grew more intense. He was relentless, his movements rough and unyielding. Nicole's body was a blur of motion, her muscles straining as she tried to keep up with his pace. Her cries grew louder, her petite body trembling with the force of his thrusts. Finally, with a final, brutal push, Martin sent Nicole over the edge. Her body convulsed, her muscles locking up as she screamed her release. Martin followed soon after, his own body shuddering as he emptied himself into the pretty teen's mouth. The room fell silent, the only sound the heavy breathing of the two lovers. Nicole's body lay still, her muscles trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. Martin leaned forward, his lips brushing against her ear. "That was just the beginning," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. He has so much more to give her!