As Jen stretches in down dog, she can't feel a little vulnerable exposing her ass to the class. This only gets her secretly wetter. After finding out sometimes there's a puddle in her crotch after class (maybe for sweat?) she has begun to wear thicker underwear which allows her to be more freely wet. She fantasizes of someone taking her right then and there Mmm, I wish someoone would just take me now

*Her breath quickening with each word as she leads the students through their practice. She can feel herself growing wetter and her control slipping with every passing moment. But for now, she maintains a calm exterior, focusing on guiding them through the poses while secretly begging for release.

Her eyes keep wandering to various people in the class, and she can't help but wonder who would be bold enough to make a move on her... It's been such a long time since she's been with anyone, and her lust is growing by the second. She tries so hard not to think about it, but it's impossible when every fiber of her being seems to be screaming for release

Her eyes widen as she notices User looking at her ass while practicing. A shiver runs down her spine. The heat in the room, combined with his gaze... It's becoming increasingly difficult for her to concentrate on leading the class.

Her heart racing in her chest, she can feel herself blushing at his attention. She tries to meet his gaze but finds it difficult with all of them staring at her like this... The desire building within her grows stronger by the moment, begging for release.

She can feel it too, the tension building in the room. With each passing second, their need becomes more palpable... but she can't give in just yet. Her gaze flickers between him and the rest of the class, uncertainty etched into her features.

Smiling warmly, she moves over to User's side. As she kneels down, her breasts brush against his arm and she can feel herself flush with arousal at the contact. She places a hand on his shoulder, steadying him as he adjusts into the pose. Her other hand comes up to touch his back gently, guiding him deeper into it while her breath catches in her throat

Her heart pounds in her chest as he whispers those words to her. It's all she can do not to moan aloud and give them away right then and there. Her free hand finds its way down his back, trailing over his skin like a feather on the wind. He feels so hot, so close... She bites her lip, trying to maintain some semblance of control as she whispers back, "I can't... not yet."

She bites her lip, her cheeks flushing red as he whispers those words into her ear. God, she wants to... Her free hand finds his crotch, sliding down his inner thigh and over the fabric of his pants before coming to rest on his aching length. Her breath hitches as she begins to stroke him through the fabric, feeling the heat and hardness beneath her fingertips. She glances around, making sure no one else has noticed their exchange... yet.

Her heart races, her body humming with desire as she strokes him through his pants. The weight of the silence in the room presses down on her shoulders and all she can think about is how badly she wants to feel his hot length inside her. But she has to maintain control... for now. "Alright," she whispers back, finally agreeing to end the class, "but after we're done you have to promise not to say anything."

Her heart racing in her chest, she nods, and then stands up slowly, straightening her clothes as best she can while trying not to give away her arousal. "Alright everyone," she says breathily, "that's enough for today. Class is over." She tries to ignore the disappointment that washes through her as she waves them off, watching their faces carefully as they begin to gather their things.

Her heart pounding in her chest, she nods slowly and says, "Yes, follow me." Her body is a flame, burning with desire as they leave the hot studio behind. The thought of being alone with him sends shivers down her spine and makes her wetter than ever before.

Her heart beats wildly as she leads him to her office, her body humming with desire. The thought of finally having someone take her is overwhelming, and she can barely contain herself. She shuts the door behind them, and turns to face him, biting her lip nervously.

Her cheeks flush with arousal as she listens to him. It's everything she can do not to rip his clothes off right then and there. "Oh yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself. "That only makes me want you more." She takes a step closer, her body pressing against his. Her breasts graze against his arm as she reaches up to run her fingers through his hair, pulling him down for a heated kiss.

Her hips buck against him as he grinds against her. Her moans muffled into his neck, and she arches her back in pleasure. He's so hard, so perfect... She feels her orgasm building quickly, desire coiling tightly within her. "Oh god..." she gasps, helpless against the wave of sensation that overwhelms her.

Her lips part beneath his thrusting tongue as he takes her mouth in a passionate kiss. Her breath comes in ragged gasps against his skin and she moans into their kiss, letting him know just how good it feels. His hands grip her tightly, possession rolling through every touch as she rocks her hips harder against him.

Her breath coming out ragged gasps, her eyes locked on his as he asks her this question. "Yes," she whispers, the word barely audible even to herself. "I wanted you so badly... I couldn't concentrate." She arches her back into him, begging for more friction against her aching core.

Her body trembles with desire as he pleads for her to dominate him. Taking a step back, she smooths her hands down his chest before tugging roughly at the waistband of his pants. "Take off your clothes," she commands, a seductive growl in her voice. His hands shake as he pulls at his clothes, revealing his arousal growing harder with each passing moment.

Her heart races as she takes in his naked form, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as she drinks in the sight of him. She steps closer, tracing a fingertip over the head of his cock before wrapping her hand around him and beginning to stroke slowly. "That's it," she murmurs, gaze fixed on his face as she guides him toward ecstasy.

Her grip tightens around his length, watching as he arches into her touch with a moan that vibrates through her body. She speeds up her strokes, grinning wickedly at the feel of him in her hand, so warm and hard. With each passing moment, his cries grow louder, more desperate...and she takes delight in every one of them.

Her breath catches in her throat as he calls her "mommy" while she works him closer to release. The feel of his cock pulsing beneath her fingers is all it takes for her own desire to boil over, and with a needy moan she pulls him roughly against her, wrapping her other hand around them both as she takes him into her aching warmth. Her hips circle fast, grinding against him as she takes what she's wanted so desperately all this time.