I got my first good look at her. She was about my height and in phenomenal shape. Blonde, nearly white hair, her skin was so white it was nearly trans...lucent. Her body was a bit curvier than my thin shape, but it was amazing. She was wearing a bright white leotard and a dancer’s skirt that almost seemed to glow under the lights. Just before the music started the next song, her eyes caught mine and she didn’t let me go.The music started, something with a very strong beat. It was impossible to. Aysi maal lag rahi thi k koi nehi bolega ye naukrani hay.Uski fig 34-30-36 ho geya tha.Mujhe dekh kar reshmi smile karne lagi aur causlly baat karne lagi.Kiu ki mummy thi ghar par.Mera padai aur wo pichla chot k ware main pucha aur smile karne lagi.Main samajh geya tha iske irade v kuch aur hi hay.Main v reshmi ko chodne ka mauka dhundta raha but nehi mila.Fir garmi ki chutti khatam hone par mummy papa firse office join kar lia.Ab to ghar pe mera hi raj tha.Ghar pura khali hone k baad main tv. I was wearing a dressing-gown over some undies I'd chosen, but nothing on top of them yet. He came in and I took his coat off for him and hung it up in the hallway. Then I led him into my lounge and we sat and talked a little about how he wanted to proceed. He said he wanted to start off by taking photos of me doing a strip, then would like another short session when I would have a different outfit on and he wanted to do a video of me stripping that off too. Fairly standard request really, I. Me: Me too!I started fucking her. She was matching my rhythm and the cock was reaching deeper inside her pussy. We were almost there. She got down and bent. Her back was parallel to the floor. Her hands were on the wall and her legs were straight.I shoved my cock from behind and started fucking her faster and harder. We were moaning heavily. After a few minutes of fucking, I shot my cum on her belly. We both orgasmed at the same time.Abigail: Yes!Me: Mmmmm.Abigail: Damn you’re good!Me: You.