All blocked. At last. At last.I set the brushes down and stare curiously, empty canvas morphed to life-like depth. It isn’t anything earth shatterin.... It’s not a van Gogh. But… it is something, profound even. To me at least. It’s you, captured, as you should be.I nod, stretch, and walk over to the bed. You’re wiggling and mewling lasciviously, toes curling, teeth biting lower lip as an orgasm works its way through your petite frame. The joint, smoldering in an ash trash on the nightstand, is. After donning my workout clothes, I went through the rabbit hole, and still had ten minutes to kill. I decided to look in on Sharon, the yoga instructor. When I told her that I wanted to take a class with my protegé, her response shocked me. She asked, ‘Why?’ I told her that I had never studied yoga, and that I wanted something CC and I could do together. She thought am moment, then took a pose, telling me to mirror her. For about five minutes we went through a dozen poses, holding each then. ” She came into the room along with four guys all in their early twenties. They were all around six feet tall and two were very muscular, something which she finds very sexy. “Right who’s first, who’s going to stretch my cunt. One at a time though.” They all wanted to be first, so she made them all strip off and got them to stand in front of her. She walked along in front of them and picked one who was called Dan. She took off her dress but left the rest on, and sat on the edge of the bed.. I knew I should not have done it. In my gut, I knew it was wrong. But Christ, she kissed so good. The small little round lips on her cute little face, chipmunk cheeks, petite little teenage body, perky boobs pushing against my chest, when I had my arms around her. I knew I should not do it.But I couldn't say no.As I walked up to her, I hesitated. She moved closer, and again, I could almost feel her body heat radiating off her. She stood a couple of inches away from me. And I finally said, "How.