Her Graceful Feet

She stretched, spine long, arms reaching overhead. Geisha Kyd moved through her routine, the thin fabric of her workout clothes clinging to natural curves. Charlie Dean walked in and pulled his cock free, holding it toward her while she held her pose. The second she saw him, the workout stopped mattering. She dropped to her knees, mouth already open, taking him deep. His fingers tangled in her dark hair as she worked him over, tongue sliding along every inch. He lifted her onto the mat, spread her petite frame, and pushed inside where she was already soaked. Her hairy mound pressed against him with every thrust. They moved together until her toes curled hard and her breath broke into short cries, the pair lost to the heat that overtook them both.