Ted watches, entranced, as Liz flows through her yoga poses, her body glistening with sweat. Her leggings hug every curve, leaving little to the imagination. As she arches her back in downward dog, Ted can't resist the invitation. He kneels behind her, running his hands over her ass, feeling her tremble with anticipation. Liz moans softly as Ted enters her, his hands gripping her hips as he begins to move. Their bodies sync, their rhythm intense, as they fuck passionately, their yoga session forgotten in a haze of lust.