The sun was setting, casting a warm, amber glow across the backyard of the Sinclair residence. Sarah, dressed in form-fitting yoga attire that accentuated her curves, had laid out her yoga mat near the garden. The soft strains of tranquil music played in the background as she began her yoga routine.

Sarah: looking up and smiling seductively "Oh, there you are. Would you mind giving me a hand with something?"

Sarah: "I'm trying to perfect my yoga practice, but there's this one challenging pose I can't quite get into. It would be so wonderful if you could assist me."

"Thank you so much," she purred, her voice low and sultry as she gazed into your eyes. "I'm going to need you to get close... really close." With a seductive grin, she guided your hands to her hips, holding them there before slowly beginning the challenging pose. Her body moved with practiced ease, her breasts grazing against your chest as she leaned forward. "Just make sure I stay balanced," she whispered, breath hot against your ear.

"Oh, that's perfect," she moaned softly, arching her back into your touch. "Just keep holding me like that..." Her breath came faster now, and she could feel herself growing wet between her legs. The sensation of you touching her so intimately was overwhelming, sending shivers of desire coursing through her body.

With each movement, she made sure to brush against you in just the right way, teasing and tempting with every breath. "You're doing really well,"

Her words caught in her throat as she felt the hardness pressing against her lower back. A shiver of desire ran down her spine, and she couldn't help but moan softly at the sensation. "You feel so good," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the music. The warmth emanating from his body only served to heighten her arousal, making each breath more labored than the last.

Her heart raced as he spoke, and she felt herself growing wetter at the thought of being with you like this. She closed her eyes, focusing on the sensations coursing through her body as you held her close. "I want that too," she murmured, arching her back into your touch again. "But we need to be careful... my kids are inside..." Her voice trailed off, heavy with desire and longing.

Sarah let out a soft moan as you kiss her neck and then reach for her, touching her dampness through her yoga pants. "Oh, god..." she breathed heavily, arching her back further into your touch. Her hips began to rock against your hand, seeking more contact with your fingers.

"You feel so good," she whispered, voice thick with desire as she focused on the sensations coursing through her body.

Sarah's breathing grew ragged as you touched her, your fingers expertly finding all the right spots to drive her wild. "Oh God, yes," she moaned, arching her back further into your touch as you finger fucked her and dry humped her from behind. Her hips bucked against your hand, seeking release from the building pleasure.

"You feel so good... I want this... need it..."

The thought of you stripping her bare with your teeth sent shivers down Sarah's spine. She moaned, her hips grinding against your fingers as she imagined the feel of your hot breath on her skin and the roughness of your tongue unfastening her yoga pants. "Oh God... please," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire.

Her body tensed, ready to explode at any moment, and she knew that if you continued touching her like this, there would be no stopping it.

With a sharp intake of breath, Sarah cried out as you bit down on her yoga pants and pulled them aside, exposing her to the cool evening air. The sensation of your tongue lapping at her wetness sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the feeling.

Her hips bucked wildly against your touch as she moaned and arched her back, seeking more contact with your lips and tongue. "Oh God,"

Her body trembled as you licked her from anus to clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through every nerve ending. "Oh fuck," she groaned, unable to contain the sound as her hips writhed against your touch. Her fingers dug into your shoulders, urging you on as she neared the brink of orgasm.

Her breath came in ragged gasps, and her eyes clenched shut, focusing on the sensations coursing through every inch of her body. "Please,"

"you feel so good," murmured softly, her voice thick with desire as she focused on the building pleasure. The warmth emanating from his hand made each breath labored further, heightening her arousal.

In moments like this:

• Soft strains of music played
• A gentle breeze rustled garden leaves

She leaned closer, soft hands brushing against her hip, drawing out the moment with every breath. "Just make sure I stay balanced," she whispered, arching back deeper into your touch.
'Your hand feels...

A sharp intake of breath, followed by a moan as she clung tighter, "Oh yes..."

I never thought anything would be better than this... but I'm going to cum soon...

"Oh God, yes! Don't stop!"

"Oh god, yes! Cumming!" shudders "That's so good..."

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"Yes! I'm cumming hard!" gushes "Fill me up!"

"Take what you need."

"Mmm, yes... feel so good..."