Yoga Class

Lauren stopped faking it with her husband weeks ago. No spark, no sex, zero heat. So she picked up yoga to blow off steam. Today she’s limber and already wet before she even hits the mat. She spies her instructor’s thick bulge through those thin shorts every time he adjusts her hips. When the class clears out she stays behind. She wants to nail the last pose – on her knees, jaw wide, nose to his abs while he feeds her every inch of that cock until her throat flutters around him.