akira call of the night: Tales of Triumph, Adventure, and Love

Yoga studio after hours becomes the stage for “akira call of the night”. She flows from downward dog to child’s pose, spandex leggings soaked with arousal. Peeling them off, she stays in flexible splits, fingers plunging deep. In “akira call of the night” she uses the yoga block under her hips for leverage, fucking herself with athletic precision. A suction toy latches onto her clit; the combination sends her spiraling. Final pose of “akira call of the night”: bridge position, back bowed impossibly, squirting in a perfect arc as orgasm ripples through every stretched muscle. (186 words)