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His tone and expression were exactly normal, but the heavy whistle on its lanyard looked incongruous above the heavy cock projecting from his hairless groin. Grace hesitated a moment as Jeni dropped into her first squat and then complied, trying to position herself so she wasn't directly facing anybody. It felt bizarre, but at least her breasts weren't as large as Jeni's."See?" puffed the brunette, her breasts bouncing, "I told you nobody would notice." The redhead declined to answer, choosing instead to study her surroundings. The activities she'd always dismissed as routine now took on unsettling and perverse meaning. The girl on the outer thigh apparatus strained, her legs hentai spread far apart, as the trainer with her urged her to push wider, his eyes glued to her crotch. One of her male classmates crouched on the rowing machine, pushing the rolling platform beneath him back and forth. Each backward stroke impaled his glistening anus on the cock of the trainer counting time behind him. Grace looked away, only to catch sight of Bethany, one of the divers, standing on the yoga mats. Beth quivered, holding form with her arms stretched above her, while the hands of the woman beside her teased and stroked her body into position, lingering on her breasts and between her legs. Closer to hand, Trish lay back on a weight bench, seemingly unaware of the way Adam's penis nearly brushed her face as he checked the weights on the bar, or the lustful stare of the trainer who was leaning forward to study the swell of her breasts at close range. A large drop of precum leaked from the tip of his cock to her thigh, unnoticed by either of them. Beyond unnerved, Grace realized she was alone; Jeni was doing arm curls. The redhead looked longingly in the direction of the locker room, but several of the trainers were watching her and the last thing she wanted at this point was to be alone with them. She started her strength circuit, trying to vary her usual routine in ways that minimized her exposure, and did her best to ignore the lecherous stares of the onlookers. Despite her shaky nerves, the exercise soothed Grace as it usually did, and there was the usual light conversation with the other students -- when they were using equipment behind her and Grace couldn't see them, it was easy to pretend everything was normal. Well, except when Jillian boasted about her tattoo that *nobody* except her boyfriend was ever going to see.The small rose centered on her bare mons was clearly visible, even through the load of semen covering it. Grace had the presence of mind to say nothing, even as her friends made fanciful guesses about what it might be. The heavy grunting from the weight bench gave Grace an excuse to not look at the heavy-set man who was fisting himself and clearly waiting for her to get off the upper arm apparatus. He'd just suggested she work on her core flexibility, and bending over in front of him was the last thing she wanted to do at the moment. Jeni was on the bench, but she wasn't the person making the noise. Grace's friend lay on her back, spread-eagled, a look of concentration on her face as her hands worked the cocks of two trainers standing to either side of her. Grace had seen that look any number of times, when Jeni was working on many quick repetitions of light lifts. In fact, that was one of the exercises in Grace's routine too, a fact that didn't bear thinking about. 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