Jenna’s yoga three-way

Jenna's yoga three-way

Tony and Carlos are pissed that their trainer sent ’em to yoga class.

“Next thing you know, we’ll be doing rogering ballet or smth.”

“What’s up with coach? Why are we here for yoga?”

But then their instructor flaunts up. It is 51-year-old Jenna Covelli. Jenna has shown up for class in short, blue shorts and a cut-off tank top with no brassiere. Her areolas are rock hard. Her snatch is palpitating. This babe stretches and flaunts off her unbelievable flexibility. This babe receives her legs all the way back and widen. This is a yoga pose? Looks like a “fuck-me” pose. But despite Jenna’s obvious MILFosity, the men are so anti-yoga that they refuse to receive with the program. Jenna has a solution.

“We have to be more in-tune with our yoga,” she says, “and in command to do that, we have to totally disclose ourselves.”

This babe truly means “reveal.” That babe takes off her shirt.

“You need to follow,” this babe says. She takes off her shorts. “Let’s brandish our skin so we can receive more oxygen,” that babe says. They take their shorts off. Jenna notices that, if not oxygen, blood is rushing to their dicks. This yoga class is about to become very thrilling. Jenna bows over to demonstrate downward dog. Carlos slides his pecker into her cookie. Tony slides his meat-thermometer into her mouth. Namaste.

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