30-01-2020, 08:11 PM
Ravi: "Change into something appropriate Sona else you will end up showing off everything. Your clothes are barely appropriate for exercising."
Sona blushed and went inside the room. More fuel was added to her already buzzed up body as Prem caught her changing and started to pass dirty, naughty comments.
She looked stunning as she came out in her yoga pants. She took her hairs and made a bun out of them. Her hands overhead, her ample bosom at display - it was a sweet, sweet torture for Ravi.
Sona's eyes lingered more on Ravi's body than Ravi's lingered on hers. Ravi was not complaining but it made him feel odd. The changes in Sona made him wonder what had he missed out on.
The only way to control his erection and emotions was to get exercising and which is what he did.
Sona proved to quite a flexible lady. Ravi was finding it hard to manage his erection. He was forced to touch her in between, guide her the right postures and sometimes even hold her to strike the perfect balance. He was drawn to her like a moth to flame, especially to that fleshy ass of hers.
Sona proved to be a very energetic and enthusiastic student. She needed a re-iteration with every exercise though whether she was doing it right or not. She would do the exercise and ask "is this right?"
Ravi would nod and make her do more reps. Ravi looked at the marvelously sculpted, curvy body in front of him and thought "Yes, I very much like this."
Ravi found himself strangely out of control, guess it was the effect of the intimate proximity, all the touching and his not so nice thoughts. Every time she would seek his validation, their eyes would meet. Every time their eyes met, the sexual tension increased. Every time Ravi complimented her, she would blush and that too added to his torture.
The sexual tension was constantly rising and so was his cock.
Sona blushed and went inside the room. More fuel was added to her already buzzed up body as Prem caught her changing and started to pass dirty, naughty comments.
She looked stunning as she came out in her yoga pants. She took her hairs and made a bun out of them. Her hands overhead, her ample bosom at display - it was a sweet, sweet torture for Ravi.
Sona's eyes lingered more on Ravi's body than Ravi's lingered on hers. Ravi was not complaining but it made him feel odd. The changes in Sona made him wonder what had he missed out on.
The only way to control his erection and emotions was to get exercising and which is what he did.
Sona proved to quite a flexible lady. Ravi was finding it hard to manage his erection. He was forced to touch her in between, guide her the right postures and sometimes even hold her to strike the perfect balance. He was drawn to her like a moth to flame, especially to that fleshy ass of hers.
Sona proved to be a very energetic and enthusiastic student. She needed a re-iteration with every exercise though whether she was doing it right or not. She would do the exercise and ask "is this right?"
Ravi would nod and make her do more reps. Ravi looked at the marvelously sculpted, curvy body in front of him and thought "Yes, I very much like this."
Ravi found himself strangely out of control, guess it was the effect of the intimate proximity, all the touching and his not so nice thoughts. Every time she would seek his validation, their eyes would meet. Every time their eyes met, the sexual tension increased. Every time Ravi complimented her, she would blush and that too added to his torture.
The sexual tension was constantly rising and so was his cock.
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