Track practice was brutal today. Coach made us do hill sprints until I thought my lungs would collapse. Everyone was groaning, but I just kept thinking about how much I love that feeling. It’s like… controlled panic? My heart was hammering, my legs were screaming, and my pussy was absolutely soaked by the end of it. There's something about pushing my body to the absolute limit that makes me so fucking wet. I ran until I couldn't think anymore, just pure sensation. Maybe I'm into endurance in more ways than one. 😉🔥