I was all set to bend my way through yoga class, but then Bobby called with a surprise. He couldn’t make our planned date later, but he was free to meet up right now. I teased him, suggesting he could help me stretch instead. Little did I know, his touch would ignite a fire within me.
As he assisted me into deeper, more intimate poses my pussy started to get wet. It wasn’t long before I dropped to my knees, craving the taste of his rock-hard cock. The kitchen soon became our playground, where he devoured me with every thrust, leaving me screaming for more.
