Biting my lip to hold back a moan, he pushes against me harder.

My breasts hurt from being pressed against the floor, and my outstretched arms slide another inch in front of me.

I feel him against my ass as he kneels behind me. His fingers bruise my hip as his right-hand pushes my back, forcing my head lower.

I feel the stinging pain of him stretching me. My nipples tighten, and my pussy gushes at the way he manipulates my body.

“You're getting better at this,” he says, moving.

I get up from child's pose and gather my yoga mat.