Downward Facing Tiffany

Tiffany Watson looks like the girl next door who moonlights as a yoga teacher, but that innocent smile hides a plan. She bends over in those tiny shorts, smirking like she knows exactly what the stretch is doing to your blood flow. One minute she’s cueing you through downward dog, the next she’s dragging you straight into her warm mouth, taking it deep and wet without breaking eye contact. She flips over, knees tucked under her, back arched so you can hammer her from behind until the mat squeaks. When she gets bored she pushes her soft soles against you, flexing and wiggling, making sure you stay rock hard for whatever filthy position she feels like trying next. Breathy commands leave her lips between gasps, and the whole class turns into one long, sweaty secret between the two of you.