Bree Brooks Loves Staying In Shape, But Nothing Gives Her Energy Like A Young Juicy Cock

Bree Brooks Loves Staying In Shape, But Nothing Gives Her Energy Like A Young Juicy Cock

Bree Brooks stretched languidly on her yoga mat, the early morning sun filtering through the trees to cast a warm glow over her toned body. She ran a hand through her shoulder-length blonde hair and arched her back, flaunting her pert breasts barely contained by a tight sports bra. Yoga pants hugged the generous curves of her ass as she folded into downward dog, her toned muscles straining against the fabric.

As Bree flowed through a series of asanas, her mind wandered to her morning routine. Sure, she loved starting each day with a vigorous yoga session that got her blood pumping and left her feeling energetic for hours. But there was another activity that truly ignited a fire within her – one that was far more carnal in nature.

Just then, a fit young man appeared, setting down a yoga mat nearby. Bree eyed him hungrily as he shed his shirt, revealing a lean torso and defined arms. She couldn’t help but imagine running her hands over his smooth skin, feeling his firm muscles quiver under her touch.

As they began the same sequence of poses, Bree found herself gawking at the way her partner’s shorts strained against the impressive bulge between his legs. Each time he bent over, she caught a tantalizing glimpse of his juicy ass and her mind raced with dirty thoughts. Was he wearing anything underneath those skimpy shorts? Did he have any idea what he was doing to her?

Bree bit her lower lip as they transitioned into warrior pose. The sexy Adonis was right behind her now, his chest nearly brushing against her back. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, making her nipples stiffen and her pussy throb with pent-up arousal. She imagined what it would feel like to have him press up against her from behind – his throbbing hard cock nestled between the globes of her ass as he pinned her down on the mat.

Clasping her hands together, Bree tried to focus on her breathing and clear her dirty thoughts. But it was no use. When the stud moved into a deep lunge, stretching his hamstrings, Bree moved behind him to “adjust” his form. Her hands flat against his lower back, she “accidentally” brushed her fingertips along the curve of his ass… and felt something deliciously hard underneath his shorts.

“Mmm, looks like you’ve got something else going on this morning,” she purred, giving his cock a teasing squeeze. He jerked in surprise but didn’t object. In fact, he bit back a groan and subtly pressed his ass back against her pelvis.

Emboldened, Bree reached around with both hands and slid the tips of her fingers under his waistband, gently stroking the prominent outline of his cock. She felt it twitch and grow even more rigid under her touch. Her own pussy clenched with need, the wet heat soaking through her panties and yoga pants.

Bree couldn’t take it anymore. In one swift motion, she yanked down his shorts, freeing his thick, pulsing cock. She watched, licking her lips, as it sprang up to slap against his taut stomach, leaving behind a smear of precum. Gently pushing him to the ground, Bree straddled his hips, the damp crotch of her pants grinding against his straining erection.

“I know you’re here alone,” she breathed, leaning down to brush her full tits against his chest. “No need to hide how badly you want me.”

He groaned and bucked his hips, desperate to rub his cock against her clothed slit. “I can fucking tell,” he grunted. “You’re so fucking wet…”

Bree made quick work of his shirt, revealing his tanned, toned chest. She ran her hands over his pecs and grazed his nipples as she rolled her hips, grinding her pussy against his cock. “You’re so big,” she gasped, squeezing a bead of precum from his tip.

She shimmied out of her soaked yoga pants and panties before straddling him once again, this time bare. His rock hard cock slowly sank into her depths as she took him inch by enthusiastic inch. They both moaned at the exquisite sensation of his member stretching her open.

Bree began to bounce on his cock, her heavy tits jiggling in time with the rhythmic slaps of fleshy skin. She threw her head back, blonde hair spilling onto her shoulders as she rode him hard and fast, chasing her pleasure. He gripped her hips, pistoning himself deeper inside her slick walls with each powerful thrust.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum already,” he groaned, the sensations too intense to hold back. “I’m so fucking close…”

“Not yet,” Bree panted, squeezing her pussy muscles around him. “I need more. Give me every fucking drop.”

She arched her back and quickened her movements, taking him impossibly deeper. Her moans grew louder, Animalistic and desperate, heels digging into his calves as she impaled herself over and over on his thick dick. Just as her entire body began to quake and clench, he stiffened beneath her and let out a guttural groan. A flood of hot cum shot deep into her fluttering channel, sending her spinning over the edge.

Bree collapsed on top of his chest, bodies still joined as they gasped for breath. A few stray rays of sunlight danced across their sweat-slicked skin. She smiled to herself, realizing that sometimes, getting worked up before yoga was the secret to the most satisfying workout.

As they slowly separated, Bree grimaced at yet another sticky reminder adorning her thighs. Seemed like she’d need another shower before heading out. But one look at the satisfied grin on her young partner’s face was well worth the effort.