Late Night Yoga F*ck 2

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“Time for hip openers,” he said, voice rough with fresh lust. “Spread wide.” I bent my knees and let my thighs fall open as far as they could, feet flat on the mat, p***y completely exposed. His c*m oozed out slow and obscene, coating my asshole and dripping down to the mat in thick white strings. The sight made my c**t throb again already. He dropped to his knees between my legs, big hands sliding under my ass to lift my hips slightly. Then he pushed my knees back toward my shoulders, folding me in half until my ankles framed my face. The stretch burned deep in my hips, but the way it opened my cunt even wider made me whimper. “Look at that wrecked hole,” he growled. “Still gaping from my c**k. Dripping my c*m like a proper bred slut.” He spat directly onto my p***y, a thick glob that

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