Behind the Curtain of let me be deadass with you brother: Private Desires

Yoga studio after hours becomes the stage for “let me be deadass with you brother”. She flows from downward dog to child’s pose, spandex leggings soaked with arousal. Peeling them off, she stays in flexible splits, fingers plunging deep. In “let me be deadass with you brother” she uses the yoga block under her hips for leverage, fucking herself with athletic precision. A suction toy latches onto her clit; the combination sends her spiraling. Final pose of “let me be deadass with you brother”: bridge position, back bowed impossibly, squirting in a perfect arc as orgasm ripples through every stretched muscle. (186 words)