Kandi Quinn is a friendly neighbor. She showcases up in our men backyard looking to drape out and have a supreme time, but he is in the middle of a predicament bondage. He just found out that his gym is not going to let him keep working out on credit. But he is bankrupt, so how is he going to build up that figure of his? Fortunately, he is a resourceful dude. He looks at Kandi and has a bright idea. He asks her how tall she is and how much she weighs. She says about 5 soles and 100 pulverizes humid. It may be a lil' light for him, but it will do. He takes hold of onto her and uses her as a weight, getting a total exercise in. But now he needs his cardio, and there is no treadmill in glance. So, he bods he might as well have Kandi conclude the job. He mounts her like he would climb on a bike in cycling class, pumping and pumping as they both get their heart rate up. Then he glides her back and forward on his heavy wood in a adorable, managed movability. Eventually, he concludes on her face, but leaves behind to do a smear down. That is a gym foul, fellow!