Clutching

I clutch the metal bar. Look at how my hands wrap around it. My arms are straining. My hair falls down around my head as a I grunt and groan. My butt looks tight and round in my glittery silver thong. I just keep clutching the bar. My teeth are clenched and I can't let go. I can't let go. I clutch the bar with desperation. My body is aching.