Lingerie just doesn’t look good on me any more. My figure has ... changed.”“Your figure is just as sexy as it was sixteen years ago,” I replie...d. “It’s just sexy in a different way.”“Right -- my tummy is rounder...”“So is mine,” I interjected.“My hips and thighs are wider. My butt is bigger.” She picked up a pair of sheer black stockings from the box. “And, what’s with these? Have you developed a nylon fetish?”“Not at all. I like the way the sheer black shades the curves in your calves.”“I’ll. Rick had seenChris and many other models on webcams but he was transfixed by what washappening a few feet away from him. The screen was a barrier, makingeverything distant and impersonal. This was happening up close andpersonal, in front of his eyes, and within touching distance. Chris wasteasing the clients, trying to get them to buy more tokens before hewould agree to their requests. He took his time taking off hisnightdress, giving them a show that would encourage them to spend more.He left. I reached under her skirt and felt her warm wet pussy; she was not wearing panties! I ran a finger up and down her slit while I sucked first one nipple then the other. I gave her clit a little pinch then slid a finger up in her. I slid my finger in and out and added another finger. She was tight and wet, her pussy was dripping wet. I used the two fingers to fuck her and my thumb to rub her clit. She moaned and squirmed under my touch. I took my mouth off her tit and was about to go down on her. "She squealed girlishly, bouncing as she sat, and squeezing my tits. "Oh, Thank you, Marie," she gushed, "you will enjoy it, I promise. And will you eat me whenever I want you to?" Of course," I replied, "you taste very special." Oh, God," she moaned, "I feel so horny already. I think I had better come before I start."With that she straddled my head, her gorgeous pussy lowered onto my waiting mouth. She was right, I could feel her wetness already, and she was pushing down onto my tongue.