Ashley’s yoga sessions get steamier – Part 15

Divi looked back to see if we were watching what she was doing. She gave me a sultry look when she saw that I was watching her every move. She grinned when she saw what Frankie was doing before her attention focused back on Ashley. All of our attentions shifted to the dock below when Ashley released Jacob’s cock from her tit-job and bent down and started a rapid paced blow job. Her head was a blur as she bobbed up and down on his knob while she furiously stroked his cock with her right hand. Jacob was examining the clouds as he groaned every time Ashley pushed her lips down his shaft. Then he was firing his hips upward and Ashley pulled back as streams of cum blasted her in the face and tits. She was laughing and turned her face from side to side to make sure she was covered.

The scene on Jacob’s dock drove Divi into her self-induced orgasm as she groaned and throbbed in her chair. Frankie heard Divi groan which pulled her attention from Ashley. Divi was whimpering through the remains of her climax as she continued to stare down at Ashley’s cum covered face.

Ashley was pushing cum past her closed lips and sucking it back in as she turned to look up at us watching her. She pursed her lips and pushed cum back out again. She used her index finger to push it back in again. Then she blew us an air-kiss and pushed her lips back on Jacob’s cock and drove her mouth down and back off again before lashing his glistening cock with her tongue. She looked back up at us and smacked her lips and pushed Jacob’s cock back in his bathing suit. She ran her fingers down through her cleavage collecting cum and then cleaned them off in her mouth. She nonchalantly zipped up to the original position and returned to her yoga mat as if nothing had happened.

Divi’s attention had moved from Ashley’s antics to Frankie jerking me off. My cock was unbelievably hard and my balls were objecting a little. When Ashley zipped up and went back to her workout, my attention went back to Divi, with her fingers still working in her pussy. The bathing suit material that covered her pubis was so narrow that she had shaved her pubic mound completely bald. Then I noticed that she was staring wantonly at Frankie’s rhythmic motion in my bathing suit. She looked from my crotch to Frankie. They made eye contact and I don’t know how women do it, but they seemed to communicate an entire plan between them with their eyes.

Without a word spoken, Frankie released my raging hard cock and pulled my bathing suit down to the deck. Frankie pulled her eyes from Divi’s and looked into mine. The sultry expression on her face told me to brace myself. I started to back into a chair but Frankie grabbed my erection and prevented me from moving as she started jerking me off with both hands, counter-rotating and palming over the top of my glans. She was in her chair grinning up at me. Divi stood and maneuvered her chair around beside Frankie’s. She didn’t try to join in. She just sat there expectantly like she was patiently waiting for something.