Experience at the Yoga Class: Bukkake Bath

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I thought Ceenie’s nipples were going to pop off of her breasts after Sandy blasted them with precise aim of her streaming fluid. For a moment, I could tell that Ceenie thought Sandy had peed on her, but it was definitely orgasmic liquid. The way it shot out and lasted just a few seconds was proof it was cum.Nicole high-fived Sandy after they had both released their hot centers on both of us. Then they moved and two other yoga class goers stepped up.The one standing over me spread her clitoral hood with two fingers, exposing her really long clitoris. It was at least an inch long and was a deep crimson color. She took her clit between her two fingers and tweaked it, moving it side to side and moaning loudly as she did. She never touched her pussy other than her clitoris and the more she squeezed on her hard red knob, the more her pussy began to gape and drip. Her pussy had opened so much that I could see deep inside it.Then it pulsed closed once and when it open again, the flood began. Her hotness Ataşehir Escort landed on my stomach and pooled in my belly button. The warmth of it there sent tingles through my body. But she was not done. She flicked her long clit again and another burst of her hot fluid splashed in the same spot upon me. This one was even hotter. My belly button overflowed with her clear cum and ran down my sides to the yoga mat. She gave her pink button one last flick and the remaining droplets from her pussy landed on my face. I took my finger and led them to my lips and tasted. She was not as sweet as Ceenie. Actually, she was quite bitter. But it was hot seeing her pussy spurt.The one that was now over Ceenie seemed a little shy. It looked as if she had never before gotten herself off. It was as if she did not know how to touch herself. She knew how to manicure her pubes though, so it was obvious she had touched her pussy before several times. I bet she was scared Ataşehir Escort Bayan to death. She felt like she had been made to do something. It was one thing to be naked in a yoga class. It was another to get off on a woman.I wanted to laugh, but I could tell she was humiliated enough by trying to become aroused in front of all these other naked women. Nerves had gotten the best of her and her pussy was as dry as the desert. There was no dampness evident at all. Maybe there would be if she would run her finger over the slot that God had given her, but her expression said it all. She could not bring herself to do it.Finally, she gave up. As she walked away, I saw Nicole go over to her and wrap her arm around her to take her to the back room. I could almost imagine what Nicole was going to do.So, out stepped another one over Ceenie and she was working her pussy like a jackhammer. Side to side, up and down, she massaged herself. The lips that protruded Escort Ataşehir from it folded and unfolded with each pass her hand vibrated a rhythm upon it. I watched as her body begin to tense like she was scared of something and could not move.”Get ready! Get ready! I’m about to deliver the goods! Ooooohhhh!” She shrieked as her body became completely rigid, her hand stopped manipulating her sensual line of love, and me and Ceenie literally saw her pussy push itself out, releasing a huge glob of thick cum that resembled a large raindrop. It was so thick, a thread of moisture stayed hooked and did not break as the glob fell perfectly upon Ceenie’s smooth mound. Then in a slow moving pace, the glob conformed to her labia missing partition of pleasure.Upon instinct, Ceenie felt her pussy and slid her hand over the lipless sensual part of herself. The cum globule that had just covered her pussy was now spread evenly over her flat notch and shined with delicate smoothness. I think Ceenie enjoyed showing that off. It was quite beautiful. In watching Ceenie pet her thin pussy through the wetness that had fallen on it, I had no time to react to the pussy dripping slowly over me. As I looked up, the one it belonged too was slowly circling her swollen clit with her finger and moaning very loudly as she did.

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