Carla and Annabel slept late and lingered over breakfast. Neither one of them said much as they drank tea and ate eggs and toast -- in their minds both of them were replaying scenes from the previous night, which had been a long and eventful one.
In the afternoon Carla wanted to go shopping for yoga gear. This was how she was when she had a new passion -- she enjoyed the process of acquiring all the necessary equipment. She and Annabel drove to a specialized store where she bought mats, blocks, blankets, and more straps than she really needed. This last item fascinated her, so she had to have one of every kind that the shop sold.
Upon returning home they adjourned to the living room to do a few poses -- naked, of course, since at home they had that option. It was a pleasant way to pass the time.
At one point when they were in downward dog Carla did something she'd always wanted to do in yoga class -- wriggled underneath Annabel and lay there looking up at her, not touching, just admiring her gorgeous body. Her nipples were hard and her pussy was a little slick, looking wonderfully delicious, but Carla was in ho hurry -- she wanted to savor every second of this session. Finally she leaned up and placed one kiss on each nipple and one on Annabel's blond mound, then returned to her own mat.
They moved gradually through every pose they could think of, ending up on boat pose, with hands in the air behind their backs. Annabel had her eyes closed, as she often did, and so was not aware of Carla coming up to her until she felt something being wrapped around her wrists.
Annabel opened her eyes and looked back over her shoulder at her stepdaughter, who was smiling while tying off the strap to bind Annabel's hands behind her. Leaning down, Carla rested her full weight on Annabel, pushing her into the ground, planting kisses on her ears, neck, and shoulders. Then Carla abruptly pivoted and came to rest sitting in front of Annabel with her legs spread, presenting her pink, puckered pussy.
Annabel did not hesitate to dive in. She had become highly aroused during the naked yoga session, and was more than ready for some action. She had Carla coming almost immediately, but Carla quickly sent her back to work. Annabel dutifully kept at it until Carla had come twice more and had pussy juice running down her butt-crack onto the floor.
Finally satisfied, for the moment at least, Carla stood up and threw two more yoga straps over her shoulder. She helped Annabel up, took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom. There she pushed Annabel face-down onto the bed and used a strap to tie each of her ankles to a bedpost -- the long way, so that her flexible legs were spread as far as they would go. In this position her lewdly exposed pussy looked like a ripe, juicy half-peach.
