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Chapter 16 Part 3 Liam Overhears
The black stockings gave her pale skin a matte sheen, but couldn't hide the pink of her areolas.
The black flowers there seemed like blossoms in a sea of rosy clouds, with a pink pearl at each center, bright and dewy.
Below, her secret place was not dim and shadowed like Serena's but perfectly clean no hair at all, a true "white tiger" pussy.
Dark blossoms clung to her flawless pink mound, the contrast between the two almost too beautiful to take in.
Her thigh‑meat beneath the thin silk looked full and rounded, radiating a soft, mature plumpness with gentle curves.
If Annie was a holy woman walking down from snow‑tipped mountains with frost still clinging to her hem, untouched by worldly dust, then Serena was a demoness risen from a sea of lust, dragging souls down with her obscene allure.
"Wow, Serena, you look so elegant in this.
"All those young pretty girls would look like little white dwarfs next to you."
Annie looked her up and down, lips tilted in a teasing smile.
"Flatterer.
"Weren't you in a hurry just now?
"How do you have time to stand around joking?"
Serena crossed her arms under her swelling chest, hugging her breasts and narrowing her eyes as she shot Annie a mock‑disdainful nod.
"Alright, alright, don't rush me. I'll teach you now.
"Let's start with camel pose. It can help improve hunching, especially good for women our age…"
Annie's fingertips pressed firmly to the mat, as if she'd come to an understanding with the small patch of ground.
She knelt back on her heels, then stretched her hands behind her to grab her ankles.
Slowly, she arched her back, shoulder blades spreading like a butterfly opening its wings as her spine curved smoothly with no sign of stiffness.
Her legs spread a little as she knelt.
The once‑closed thighs now opened to display her ample "white tiger" cunt.
The tight stockings hugged her skin, slipping perfectly into the gap between her labia and seeming to lift the soft lips from beneath.
Her entire ε‑shaped pussy, wrapped in black nylon, lay fully visible.
Those swollen lips looked extra plump, obviously springy to the touch, a top‑class sheath for sex, only starved for too long.
Combined with her usual restraint, she seemed like a dormant beast of floodwaters, just waiting to be unleashed.
When she arched her flexible waist backward, her generous breasts couldn't bear the shift.
They slid like water along her torso to either side.
The upper parts were pulled flat and long, while the heavy lower halves pressed tight against her ribs.
Her round melon breasts became drooping water drops, indecent beyond words.
Once she settled into position, Annie took a slow breath.
Her chest lifted, drawing her pendulous breasts up with it.
Her body formed a graceful curve like a calm, stretched‑out camel, with her breasts the twin humps.
Her neck bent naturally back, chin tipped up, eyes resting lightly on the ceiling as strands of hair fell with the line of her body.
The lines of her back were fluid and strong, neither overly strained nor sagging in the least.
Every muscle worked evenly, marrying flexibility and power.
No wonder she's a professional yoga teacher, Serena thought.
This flexibility really is terrifying…
Once she understood the movement, Serena knelt on the other mat.
Seeing her begin, Annie rose and knelt beside her, gently supporting her waist to help her bend back.
"Ow, ow, ow, that hurts… I can't, I can't, this pose isn't for me. My back's too stiff, it won't go."
Feeling a sharp pain lance through her lower back, Serena groaned, pushed herself upright with both hands, and scrambled out of the pose.
She waved her hand quickly, one arm wrapped around her aching waist, even her eyebrows twisted together.
Annie shook her head helplessly at Serena's pained expression.
"I swear, Serena, you give up over this little bit of pain?
"Forget it let's go with something simpler.
"Hmm… cat pose, then. Great for opening your shoulders and improving your back."
She demonstrated as she spoke.
After watching a moment, Serena nodded.
"This one, this one.
"You should've started with something like this.
"Why'd you go straight for the hard one…"
Grumbling, she mimicked Annie, lowering her knees to the mat and placing her palms under her shoulders, wrists lined with her arms, knees under her hips like a cat just waking from a nap.
Then she stretched forward on her knees, lowering her belly toward the mat.
Her chest became a pair of cushions, her massive breasts flattening to the sides under their own weight and splashing out from her ribs like dough slapped down on a board.
Her legs stayed pressed together, but her garden was on full display.
Her buttocks spread wide, each cheek as large as Liam's face.
The ink‑black crack between them, squeezed thin, formed a leaf‑shaped slit.
Hair crawled thickly over it, layer on layer weaving a dark web that hid the tender flesh of her hole.
The white silk only made the lewdness worse.
The few white blossoms there seemed to make her look even more wanton.
With each breath, her plump cunt appeared to "inhale," lips opening and closing slightly.
Serena was like a cat stretching, her millstone‑sized ass raised high.
Her smooth back traced a gentle slope, showing off the perfection of her mature figure.
Time slipped by quietly.
The living room felt especially peaceful.
Both women seemed lost in their yoga, feeling nature and merging with it.
Upstairs
After a night of battle, Liam finally felt his strength returning.
He pushed himself up, rubbing sleepy eyes.
When he opened his door, he was greeted at once by the sight of mature bodies holding yoga poses.
"Is that… Grandma Annie?
"She's here too? And… what are they wearing…"
His heart pounded, blood surging.
He swallowed hard several times, fighting the urge to rush downstairs, grab those thick asses, and empty himself.
Instead, he watched the seductive scene below in stillness.
The longer he looked, the worse the itch in his crotch became.
Already hard from morning wood, his cock swelled now like a red dragon.
But he didn't dare go down to find his grandmother or his maternal grandma.
He turned and slipped into the next room Jenna's.
"Mm‑ahh… no more… ahh… I can't take it…"
Inside, Jenna covered her mouth and let out a faint moan…
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