Yoga Massage Combo

Yoga teacher Lyra is still clutching Adriana’s knee in the lunge when the burn flares up. Adriana drops to the mat, cursing the hamstring pull, and Lyra the part-time masseuse already greasing her palms with oil. She plants both thumbs deep in the inner thigh, pressing until the knot melts, but the friction sends heat upward into Adriana’s pelvis. Massaging circles around the hipbone, Lyra flashes that crooked grin and asks if the bra can come off. Skin slaps tile as Adriana peels the sweaty thing away. Lyra’s oily fingers sweep around the collarbone, dip to the lats, then slide underneath so ready nipples stiffen against her palms. A flip, an ass reveal as the yoga shorts slither down. Lyra works the glutes hard, thumbs creeping closer to the slick seam between Adriana’s thighs. The moment her fingertip breaches that fold, Adriana opens wider instead of closing up. Lyra smirks, leans in, and drags a wet tongue straight across the tight ring of her asshole. Adriana bucks, breathing like she just ran suicides. Seconds later she’s on her back, clit suctioned between Lyra’s lips. Orgasm erupts raw and roaring, girl-cum painting Lyra’s chin. Lyra stands and drops the last stitches of clothes; tits swing free and Adriana’s mouth seals over each nipple in turn. Once fingerfucked, Lyra holds Adriana’s wrist and rides the two digits until a furious howl shreds the quiet studio. She returns the favor, palm spearing Adriana again while sucking until the second spray turns the mat into a slippery lake. Sweat-slick from head to toe, the women lock scissor-style. Hips slam pelvis to pelvis. The first mutual explosion drenches the other’s cunt in glistening arcs, muff muffling moans until both girl-cocks are trembling and dripping, the yoga mat beneath them soaked through.