#barcelio and joanna

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Barcelio had joined the gym because he was intrigued by its owner. She was definitely fit, with a chest and legs for days. However, upon seeing her talk she seemed stress, as if she was putting up an appearance. It was easy to break down her barriers, until eventually he said those magic words. "And so much more, baby girl," he said as one hand tilted her chin and made her look at him, while the other went to her chest and squeezed her breast through the sports bra. "We're going to do amazing things," he said as he pressed his lips against hers.

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“You can’t think today. Good girls don’t think.” Marlo, Joanna, and/or Keira (from Barcelio)

Joanna had never been known for having the brains behind the brawn and beauty. People saw her and instantly assumed vapid bimbo, which wasn’t exactly wrong, but owning her own chain of gyms and the success she’d had could have given her a little credit. Barcelio saw through all of that. “You’re right, Daddy. You do all the thinking for me and I’ll be your arm candy.” Jojo relaxed into the other’s touch, finally getting about to cut the act and be the slut she knew herself to be.