Private Dance, Private Pleasure

Julia's eyes meet her instructor's, reflecting the raw hunger between them. She feels his hands roam, tracing the curve of her back, the swell of her breast. He whispers in her ear, his voice a low rumble, 'You're a natural, Julia. Your body was made for this.' She gasps, her heart pounding, as he grinds against her, his cock straining against his pants. The dance becomes a tease, a promise of what's to come, their bodies entwined, their breaths ragged with anticipation.

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