Sarah 'S Yoga Ass 1


Erotica, Masturbation
hi my gens is cristy. i workplace at a yoga studio. one day this beauty walks in and asked to bring together. she was 5'5 '' not sure about her weight but she was wearing blue jean shorts. apperantly she had never tried yoga before. she asked all the right questions and was a card caring phallus in 2 minutes.
i explained to her that she was not wearing right workout atire but we had clothes to buy here. we walked into the little shop with a press for a dressing way. i stared at her perfect butt as she walked. i clouldnt stop thinking about it for the repose of the day. i gave her a few choice of underdrawers and drawers that would be more appointment for the stretching and holding consistency motion she would be doing. she picked the gray-haired gasp like the thousand before her always do. but its her choice.
i like the blue ones.
she stepped into the dressing room and tried them on. i asked how they felt and then asked to see. but she was shy and changed back into her ripped blue jean shortstop paid and left for menage or wherever.
a few years later i was jogging on the tread mills at the topical anesthetic fitness center and in pass sarah wearing her jean shorts. she went into the locker room. a span minute later she comes walking out wearing the Grey yoga pants i sold her. she hops on a tread mill and starts jogging away.
i was staring at her way too practically. imaging how warm her body must experience. and when i looked up at her face she was looking back at me.
i smiled and waved to her. she waved and smiled back.
about 45 minutes later i was all done with my workout so i decided to hit the shower before leaving. the cold water felt great. but i couldnt get my head out of sarah 's ass.
i grabbed my towel and walked back to my footlocker and started to change as sarah walked in. she walked past times my lockers and went down one of the empty islet. i heard the shower start. so i went to where she was changing to say hello. she was in the rain shower. and my heart and soul started to pound in my chest. laying on the bench was her yoga bloomers all wet with sudor. my respiration started to get very with child my workforce started to shake. i lowered my nous to read a spry sniff. then my puss started to leak out. and i mean REALLY it was soaking my G-string and spandex pants. the olfactory modality made me block where i was completely. then i snapped back heard the water system shut off. i did all i could call back about at the second. i stole her thong ! yes i took her ill-used step-in and satiate them into the front end of my knickers and walked quickly to the door. my heart was racing so fast i became bleary as i left the gym. im sure nancy said bye. but i couldnt do anything at all. i ran to my car slammed the room access twisted the key and slapped it into driving force. as i waited for the light to switch i could palpate the thong thrusting at my shaved snatch.
i thought for a second at what i had just done. the brightness level turned common and as i drove home i pulled them out from my gasp. looked at them and sniffed deeply.
i could smell her puss from the flip-flop. and my twat was so slick when i touched it.
driving sniffing and fingering myself was extremly tough. i licked her thong. sucked on the funnies that was burried up her hone ass. for the 7 seconds i imagined i was sucking on her puss. my kitty-cat exploded in my pants. i came so hard i had to draw over. my face was red all over my nipples were poking through my shirt and bra. and i could palpate my juice running all over my car seat and legs. i pulled my hired hand free from my spandex to rule my cum everywhere. i pulled undetermined my pants to see. wow i came a ton. i licked my fingers then stroked my throbbing slit. ive never cum that hard before. i grabbed my towel from my bag to felp me clean up a bit before driving the rest of the way to my flat. when i got house. i took down my pants my juices soaked my drawers all the way to my socks. i got into the shower i ran my hands over my body brfore turning on the water and found Sir Thomas More pussy cum hiding in my ass crack. i smiled and stroked my warmly ass hole massaging the juice into it thinking it was sarah feel my ass stuffing 2 finger's breadth thick inside me. i was gasping and came once again. my cum splated to the exhibitor trading floor with brassy polps. i removed my fingers from my ass and licked them clean. i then showered. to my surprise when i saw her thong again i had to sniff once more. i though. how am i gon na come back these and giggled. they were just plain VS seamless. nothing fancy at all.
so why not. i put them on and went to sleep. constantly stroking my kitty.
i took them off. i didnt want to loose her sent with my own. i brought them up to my aspect and pulled them over my head like a mask. breathing sarah in with every breath. my snatch was leaking on my bed as i fingered it. it was only 7pm still light out. i grabbed my buttplug lubed it with pussy juice and slowley pushed it into my dickhead. the sensation was amazing. i came 3 more clock time before falling asleep. buttplug was snug in my ass and wearing sarahs thong as a mask. i said good night and slept till saturday morning
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