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Title: Aj Applegate’s Flexible Fuck Frenzy

The yoga studio was empty, save for Aj Applegate and her instructor, a hung stud named Chuck. Aj, a stunning blonde with a yoga-ripped body, particularly her huge, juicy ass, laid out her mat.

“Today, let’s focus on deep, lunging stretches,” Chuck said, eyeing Aj’s curves hungrily. “Prop yourself up on your hands and knees.”

Aj assumed a hands-and-knees position, causing her yoga pants to stretch taut across her prodigious backside. Chuck prowled closer, his cock stiffening at the sight.

“You’re doing great, Aj. Your ass is looks so taut and tempting,” he said, massaging her cheeks. Aj wiggled her hips provocatively.

“Thank you, Master,” she purred. “My body is here to serve, in any position you desire.”

Chuck slid his bulge against Aj’s crack, rubbing it along the crevice. “I think we need to explore some partner yoga,” he growled, sliding her pants down.

“Ooh, I love partner yoga, sir,” Aj giggled.

Chuck flipped Aj onto her back, folding her in half until her head was between her feet. Her limp body was putty in his hands, her tits squashed against her thighs. He shoved her pants the rest of the way off.

“I want you to suck my cock,Aj. Open your mouth wide,” he demanded. He straddled her face, his huge schlong hovering over her messy bun. Aj parted her glossy lips, accepting his meat into her mouth.

“Mmmph!” she grunted as he began to move. Chuck fucked her face with steady strokes, his ass flexing with each thrust. Agroans of pleasure vibrated up his length as he reached a deep throat.

“God, you’re filthy, taking it like that, hole-style,” Chuck grunted, fucking her mouth with abandon. Strings of slobber ran down her chin, smearing her makeup. “Such an obedient cocksleeve.”

He pulled out, and Aj gasped. Thick strands of spittle and precum connected her reddened lips to his pulsing tip. “Now it’s your turn, slut,” Chuck said. “Bend the other way.”

Aj nodded, flipping upside down to expose her plump pussy in an ambitious split. Her hires glistened, puffy and needy. Chuck licked his lips before burying his face in her folds, tongue plunging deep.

“Oh fuck, munch my clit!” Aj squealed. “Eat that fucking cunt!” Chuck did as instructed, suckling her hard nub, fingers probing her wet hole. Her back arched as Chuck tongue-fucked her.

“Oooh, I’m gonna cum!” Aj sobbed. Chuck lapped and sucked until she released in his face – a gush of cream. He tongued her through her aftershocks, drinking her down.

“Mmm, you taste like dirty fucking,” Chuck rumbled. “Better than incense.”

Aj grinned slutily over her thigh. “That’s because you’re my religion,” she quipped. She stood up, arching her back in a seductive pose. “Now give me your cock.”

Chuck turned Aj around and bent her forward. Her hands gripped her ankles, ass raised high. He rubbed his thick meat up and down her slit before pushing in with one powerful stroke.

“AHHH!” Aj cried. “It’s so fucking big!” Chuck grabbed her hips, slamming in deep. “Faster!” Aj demanded. “Harder! Ruin me!”

Chuck pounded her, the studio filled with the slapping of flesh. Aj’s tits bounced wildly. Chuck’s pelvis smacked her ass with wet, obscene slaps. “Yeah, I can feel you tensing, you cumslut,” he growled.

“Ffffuck, I’m cumming!” Aj screamed. Her pussy clenched Chuck’s pistoning dick. Chuck groaned, railing her through her orgasm.

With a roar, he pulled out and spurted all over Aj’s back. Thick ropes of jizz painted her yoga outfit, dripping down her crack. “Fuck yeah, mark me,” Aj moaned, feeling it splatter onto her.

“That’s my perfect little fuckdoll,” Chuck said, slapping her ass. Jets of cum dribbled from her gaping hole.

Aj stood up on shaky legs, wiping the trickling spunk from her back. “I hope this yoga class is offered again,” she giggled breathlessly. “Because I definitely want to get my ass fucked like that…in all positions.”

“Anytime, sexy,” Chuck said with a wink, tucking his drained dick away. “See you next week for a very deep stretch.”

Aj smiled impishly, settling back onto her knees. “Don’t forget to namaste.”

The yoga studio doors closed, muffling the degrading sounds of their hungry fucking. And so ended another enlightening yoga session in Aj Applegate’s pursuit of sexual exploration. Namaste, indeed.