Rated R for Randy

I don't know if it's the music.

I don't know if it's the breathing.

I don't know if it's my no-slip rubber mat.

But yoga turns me on.

After an hour spent with my kness spread apart and my legs over my head, I just want a good deep dicking. I can't explain it.

Last night I was in some sort of shoulder stand slowing bending each leg until my knee could kiss my nose and all I could think was I wonder what it would feel like to get fucked like this.

Don't make love to me, just bend me until it hurts.

And after yoga, it's a lot further than normally.