Yoga Student

You figure that there isn’t much you can really fit in. There’s some really slutty stuff in here, but simple strechy yoga pants and a sports top with proper undergarments will do. You turn back to Jizzelle as she finishes squeezing inside and closes the door.

“Looks like you didn’t understand the point of this. You look like a soccer mom…”

“Do I? That’s flattering!” You turn in place for Jizzelle. “I’m no model with my fat curves, but I’ll take the comparison!”

“You want to be compared to some boring woman with a dull life?”

“I like that you think I look like a woman,” you reply.

“Well my dick thinks you are, and you sure do look the part. When was the last time you had to shave? It looks like you lost your ability to grow facial hair…”

“I did, didn’t I? Oh well. Soccer moms don’t need that. We just sit around and get fat and shape our bodies.” You tease her on her comments.

“Well let me help you with that. Get on your knees in front of me,” Jizzelle invites you.