Strong, steady footfalls were coming up behind me. I could hear them. I was running a familiar trail, a long stretch that went through a park and all the way out to a distant beach. But the runner at my back was moving quicker than me. There was plenty of space to pass, and I wondered if it would be a man or a woman who would overtake me.

That’s the thing about these runs of mine. They get my juices flowing in more ways than one. Something about the exertion and the clean, powerful feel of my body in motion often makes my pussy buzz with need.

I figured I’d be treated to a little eye candy — whether it be male or female — whenever the stranger passed me by, as they were about to do.

I was just turning my head when I heard a man say, “Nice ass.”

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