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I could feel his eyes on me instantly — that intense, devouring gray stare that made my nipples pebble into tight peaks before I even stepped onto the platform. “Today’s pose is different,” he said, circling me slowly like a predator studying prey. “Lie on your back. Knees bent and dropped open. Arms above your head, wrists crossed. I want the curve of your spine, the way your tits lift when you stretch, and that pretty pussy catching the light.”

I was ready to take her again, she was so fucking pretty in her submissive pose. "When I tell you to go to the playroom, and don't specify, this is the pose you should always greet me with. Now, the humble pose is like a low bow. It starts in the nadu position. Please lean forward on your hands, ass up, head down. Breasts touch the floor. Both hands are on the floor in front of you, resting on the floor above your head. Yes, just like that. Raise your ass so your thighs are straight up and down." I grabbed my junk to relieve the pressure, I was getting distracted again. "Sweet girl, you don't know what you are doing to me. We are going to play."

Why so slow to pick up simple instructions of this model we got? I took off my coat and let it fall to the floor. Only the black long sleeve see through was left on my top, revealing my flawless body to the audience. I took Lea's place earlier and put one of my legs on the chair. I curved my body, showing to the camera my perfect crescent hips. Glancing at the camera with my seductive eyes, I turned my back while facing in front, butt out while my knee popped on the chair. Two hands are slanted on the armchair as I want my butt to do all the talking. And finishing the pose with my fierce-look.

She posed in various ways including bent over a table to show off her ass cheeks, leaning out of our backyard pool to showcase her breasts, and various others that would get her kicked out of a public pool for lewdness. The next outfit was basically a sexy librarian look, including a white blouse with the top three buttons undone to show off the tops of her tits, a black tight dress skirt that hugged her ass perfectly, and a pair of unneeded glasses that added to the look. Her hair was in a tight bun and her makeup was subtle. She was posing in different ways to show off her ass, breasts, and another that had her seductively sucking the tip of her finger.

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There was a book inside, and on the cover, a black and white photo of Melissa wearing only a black lace bodysuit, black thigh-high silk stockings, and stiletto heels, sitting on the edge of a chair with her legs crossed and her body leaning back in a sexy, wonderful pose. My mouth went dry and I opened the book to see the next photo, which was even more sensual and beautiful. She was standing in front of one of the windows in our new house, looking back over her shoulder, holding a glass of wine and wearing a white bra and panty set, with her hair cascading down her back. I quickly closed it and covered the box. This wasn't a book, it was a photo album. She had done a boudoir shoot for me! O

She was about to run out of breath as she looked at his suddenly approaching handsome face. She took a step back, with the glass window behind her, there was nowhere to retreat. "These books aren't mine!" She defended. "And whose are they?" "I don't know..." Jeff opened one of the books, only to see men and women naked and folded over each other. Every part of their bodies could be seen. Especially the man's penis, the picture was very harsh. "Don't you like that too?" "Yes, I just like it. What's wrong?" Kourtney decided to answer honestly.

A line of fire blazed behind that simple caress. Then he flattened his palm between her shoulder blades. “Lean down until you’re lying with your breasts over your knees. Arms above your head, palms flat on the bed.” Morgan processed his request, racing to picture it. Child’s pose, if she’d been doing yoga. It was one she assumed nearly every time she attended a class. But doing it now meant leaving her ass and the line of her spine completely vulnerable to Jack. His fingers between her shoulder blades began asserting pressure, gently but inexorably pushing her forward.

I had to spread her knees a little wider and make her mouth open slightly wider. "The next position is a variation of the kneeling position, which I'll call 'Sex Position'. You lean forward from the kneeling position, placing your crossed hands over the top of your head, with your head on the ground, keeping your knees wide and your ass up. Your owner can then use either of the two holes thus presented. Essentially, I want to have sex with every part of you."

When he sank deeper into the lunge, the muscle flexed visibly under golden skin. Tree pose. One leg planted, the other foot pressed high against inner thigh. Victoria’s voice rang out, bright and oblivious. “Partner assist! Trust exercise—hold each other steady.” Dad steadied Victoria with an easy grip on her elbow. Chase turned to me. One brow lifted. Silent question. I hesitated—only a second—then stepped in. He reached out slowly. His hand settled on my waist—warm, callused palm flat against the dip just above my hip bone. Fingers flexed—once, barely—and I wobbled.