Hot Yoga - Episode 2

Khloe Terae returns with fresh bodies to train. She walks the room in heels and nothing else, eyes low, mouth soft. Every girl watches her hips, the way her breasts move when she turns. She stops behind one student, cups her tits from behind, thumbs brushing the nipples until they stiffen. The girl shivers. Khloe leans in, tongue flicking her earlobe, and whispers, "Breathe. Feel. Let it out." She slides a hand down the girl's stomach, parts her thighs, runs two fingers over slick lips. Wet already. Khloe smiles. She brings the fingers to her mouth, tastes, then offers them to the student. The girl sucks them clean without hesitation. Around them the others have started touching themselves, small wet sounds filling the quiet. Khloe moves to the next one, drops to her knees, spreads the legs wider, and licks once, slow and flat, from entrance to clit. The girl moans, hips jerking forward. Khloe stays there, tongue working in tight circles, two fingers easing inside, curling just right. Another girl kneels beside them, reaches over, pinches a nipple, twists. Khloe groans against the cunt in her mouth. She stands, glistening chin, pushes the girl down onto all fours, lines up behind her, and grinds her own bare pussy against the raised ass. Heat. Friction. She rocks once, twice, then slips two fingers back inside, fucking her steady while the class watches, hands busy between their own legs. Khloe's free hand grips the girl's hair, pulls her head back, mouth open, eyes glassy. "Come for me," she says. The girl does, shaking, thighs trembling. Khloe pulls out, sucks her fingers, and moves to the next waiting body.