The instructor's face twitched, her body seeming to display the same sudden urge that had nearly driven him to leap at her. In an instant he saw her desire laid bare, a flash of utter need and feral determination. It was sweet to him, a reward more rare than sex. She was breaking down. Soon, he would have her completely. For now, she was able to regain her composure. Some of the other women may have noticed, but gave no sign softcore of it as the instructor lead them through a few slow cycles between the same two postures. Back and forth, back and forth, they rocked their bodies along the fulcrum of their unmoving knees. In turns he saw again the range of upthrust hips, asses put towards him, then the sweat-glistening valley hidden between his prey's pert breasts. In slow increments he unzipped himself, none able to see but the lone instructor. "Bring your focus to the placement of your limbs," the instructor eventually said. Some color had come to her face, tinging the her smooth amateur oriental skin with light shades of pink. "Let your mind run along them, and close your eyes. Keep them closed as we transition, maintaining full awareness of your position without sight. Now, on the next exhale, we'll move into Downward-facing Dog..." Shins lifting from the mat, all the women moved into the same position in sync as they lifted on their hands and feet. Bodies making a right angle from the hips, their legs and arms were fully straight indian to start. Then the instructor had them bend a leg at a time, as if bicycling with their yoga mats as the pedals. One foot always stayed firmly supporting their weight, the other sliding as their knee bent, entire body tilting before returning to center. Many of the women wore faces of concentration, the position allowing them to face backwards for the first time. All eyes were closed, however, and so none saw as Guy finally let free his hardened cock. It was a truly unique thing to him, and to any who saw it. Something so few had, and that was thus so highly sought by all those teen that vied for his favor. Veins showed faint beneath the slightly darker skin, stiff flesh firm and utterly rigid as his shaft pointed upwards. Shining with precum, the tip swelled slightly with each long throb as he let himself look again around the room, taking in the bounty of beautiful bodies that had been instructed to Solo display for him. Looking back at the instructor, Guy put a hand out, fingers loosely extended with the palm towards her. Flexing his pelvic floor, he slowly curled his digits inward, staring unblinkingly into her eyes as he tightened his grip around an invisible throat, squeezing tighter and tighter while he made his cock bounce in a slow rhythm. In her posture, he could only see her face as she tilted it up to watch him, her slightly spread legs trembling despite all their strength. Her mouth was open in a small 'o', brown eyes smoldering while her hips slowly rocked back and forth. His hand tightened into a full fist, and she bit her lip, making a short, single nod. Then, she directed the others in one last yoga pose. "Now class, in the next two breaths, we will go to standing rest, then I want you all to try Standing Bow Pose. Lift one leg now, take your hand to your ankle. If you need to start with your leg in front of you, that's fine. Explore your posture. Now, once we have the leg behind us, make sure your shoulder is rotated back, arm brought around." After a moment to abandon their previous compromising posture, the women all began to follow her instructions, too intent on the difficult movements to notice Guy's exposure behind them. Once all had their ankle in hand, arm and leg behind their back, the final set of instructions was given out. By now the instructor's voice was breathy, almost unable to hide her excitement. No. Someone. She writhed and squirmed under his touch, clearly ticklish, but making no move whatsoever to escape. Understandably the families were close. She brought my arm up to her face and sniffed it while leaning in. She immediately let go and sat up straight. She knew it precisely that he was prying her open, her fantasy world too. As she imagined her friend cumming in her mouth she exploded in orgasmic ecstasy. “No! You were a friend, right from the start.” She turned her head to kiss his cheek, and he still stayed there. The dude jumped up so hard his knees hit the bottom of the card table, upending it along with all the flyers neatly laid out from end to end. “I’ve always Solo respected you. She stood, tore off all her clothes, and flung them wildly. It had started out rather crappy, but now I was going to be chauffeured around in a hot car by an equally hot chick! The three were now busy wacking off as they watched June being collared & leashed & teen led like a dog to the bathroom where Eddie pissed all over his newest sexslave. Come to the front door and introduce yourself to Mandy who will open for you and direct you to the elevator that will bring you down to my office in the basement.” And when you did, when you entered me, I felt complete. She, in turn, was expected to love him and do his will, without reservation. Teacher…when we went to get our kids from Tina’s house, she asked why she needed to watch all the kids, when it was just a grocery delivery guy at Lori’s house. That’s why I did not mind fucking him.” That was the most interesting of the gay themed stories he told me. Overall, since he wasn’t homosexually inclined he didn’t pay much attention to it. The rumors are true: assassins of the Highlands tried to take my life today. 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