Move on to Yoga

I decide to let this moment continue naturally, as I finally feel the last drops of cum oozing out of my cock.

"I'll go get changed then, and umm find you some shorts." Ashley says with what I think might have been a wink. As she turns I watch her sexy little ass walking away.

She turns back as she's walking to the house. "Oh, Amber it looks like you have some lotion you forgot to spread, right about here" She says as she pulls the loose tank top down in front just barely showing the edge of her nipples, she points between her tits.

"I'll leave you some shorts on the kitchen counter bro, meet me in the dance studio when you're dressed." Ash says as she turns and walks through the door.

Amber looks up at me with wide eyes, as she drops down removing her arm I see the head of my cock peek out between her tits, covered in cum. "Do you think she really thinks it's lotion or did she catch it?"

"I have no idea." I say as she licks at my cum covered cock.

"That was seriously fucking hot though, you must have cam a gallon between my tits bro. You liked peek her goods in those skimpy clothes eh? Or was I just that good?" she winks at me squeezing her tits together I watch a ton of cum pool in her cleavage dripping down her tits. She stands up, my cock slipping out from between her tits, I can see now I really did cum a ton as her tits are covered and it's also dripping it's way down her stomach.

She looks down at my still semi hard cock, she bends over while smearing my cum on her stomach, sucks my cock into her mouth all the way down to my balls and sucks it clean.

"You should, uh, probably get dressed" She says winking at me as she licks the few stray bits of cum from her lips.

I stand up, watching her rubbing my cum all over her tits as I do. I turn locate the clothing I stripped out of, gather some of it and at least cover my crotch as I know the kitchen is right there. Then I realize I have no idea where this 'dance studio' is.

"Dance studio?" I look back at Amber and her glistening tight body, she points at what I knew to be the guest room. "Thanks, for all of it."

"Anytime, like really anytime?" Amber says as I stumble through the door into the kitchen. A pair of jogging shorts waiting.