Marie’s hands are still on Polly’s shoulders when the tension changes. The yoga teacher’s breath hitches, her fingers digging a little deeper. Polly turns, eyes dark, and cups Marie’s face. “Let me take your mind off it.” Clothes come off in quiet, deliberate motions. Marie’s small breasts rise and fall fast; the ink along Polly’s ribs catches the light as she pulls Marie onto the mat. They trade kisses that deepen fast, then Polly swings around so Marie’s mouth finds her wet center while Polly’s tongue parts Marie’s folds. Soft sounds fill the room—wet laps, low moans. Marie’s fingers slide inside Polly, two at a time, and Polly answers by sucking Marie’s clit with steady, hungry pressure. Their hips rock in rhythm until both come hard, bodies shaking, the trial class already forgotten.
Marie’s hands are still on Polly’s shoulders when the tension changes. The yoga teacher’s breath hitches, her fingers digging a little deeper. Polly turns, eyes dark, and cups Marie’s face. “Let me take your mind off it.” Clothes come off in quiet, deliberate motions. Marie’s small breasts rise and fall fast; the ink along Polly’s ribs catches the light as she pulls Marie onto the mat. They trade kisses that deepen fast, then Polly swings around so Marie’s mouth finds her wet center while Polly’s tongue parts Marie’s folds. Soft sounds fill the room—wet laps, low moans. Marie’s fingers slide inside Polly, two at a time, and Polly answers by sucking Marie’s clit with steady, hungry pressure. Their hips rock in rhythm until both come hard, bodies shaking, the trial class already forgotten.
