I tilt my head, watching her ass rise as she settles into her yoga position on the sunlit patio.
The thin leggings clung to her firm cheeks, the bright afternoon light turning the fabric sheer. My c**k twitches hard when the outline of her swollen p***y lips becomes visible, confirming she’s wearing nothing underneath.
Fuck.
I palm my thickening bulge, staying concealed behind the tall potted plants as she flows through her sequence. When I sense she’s about to drop into a deeper variation, my breath hitches. Instead of straight legs, she lowers her knees and chest to the mat, arching forward. It looks like she’s offering her cunt to me, silently begging to be claimed.
I ease the glass door open without a sound, careful not to alert her. She’s still deep in the pose when I kneel behind
