In the hushed, dimly-lit studio, Wickedywick's yoga instructor begins her private lesson, unaware of the intense workout to come. As she guides her client through sun salutations, her eyes catch the outline of his growing excitement. She smiles, adjusting her pose to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her assets. As they flow through downward-facing dog, he takes the opportunity to grope her curves, making her gasp. She responds by straddling him, their bodies grinding in rhythm, their breath synchronized in desire.