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Chapter 9 by Mitoosa Mitoosa

Follow the teacher's lead

That's Why It is Called a Yoga Practice

As Joanna's mouth explored Sophia's, her hands moved with deliberate slowness,cupping Sophia's breasts and bathing them with her tongue as she lowered Sophia's yoga shorts, “Shall we resume where we left off? You should stretch me this time" Joanna instructed as she got on the mat on the floor.

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Sophia's heart raced as she watched Joanna lay down on the mat, her body stretched out in front of her. Joanna's eyes were heavy-lidded with desire, her lips parted as she took in deep, slow breaths. Sophia's hands trembled as she reached out, her fingers hovering just above Joanna's skin. She could feel the heat radiating from Joanna's body, and she could see the goosebumps rising on her skin.

Slowly, Sophia lowered herself onto Joanna, her pussy fitting perfectly against hers as she raised Julianna's leg and began to trib with Joanna.

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As Sophia's pussy ground against Joanna's, the air was filled with the sweet scent of their arousal, and the sound of their slow, labored breathing. Joanna's eyes locked onto Sophia's, her gaze burning with an unspoken hunger, as Sophia's hands grasped Joanna's hips, holding her in place. The gentle rocking motion of Sophia's body sent shivers down Joanna's spine, and she arched her back, her breasts crushed against Sophia's breasts.

Sophia's mouth descended onto Joanna's, their lips meeting in a fierce, passionate kiss. The world around them melted away, leaving only the two women, lost in the intensity of their desire.

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Sophia felt her climax coming on like never before as she had squirting orgasm for the first time drenching Joanna's office floor.

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Sophia began kissing Joanna passionately. As Sophia came down from the peak of her orgasm, she felt Joanna's lips curve into a gentle smile beneath hers. The warm, sultry air was heavy with the scent of their mingled arousal, and Sophia could taste the sweetness of Joanna's pleasure on her tongue. Joanna's hands, still grasping Sophia's hips, relaxed their grip, and she stroked Sophia's skin with a soothing gentleness, as if trying to calm the aftershocks of her own climax.

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