She didn't tell him her was right she only stood up and removed her top. Then she put on a face like she was deciding something although in reality sh...e already had, then she pushed down the skirt letting it fall to the floor. The boy stared and stared and stared and stared. Mrs. Ashley's body was beautiful. It shined in the light, glimmering like and ocean at sunset, golden from the few rays of sunlight escaping the blind's wall. She was shaved just like her legs everywhere. Her pussy liquid. The color of your skin soon matches the color on other parts of your body.You know this Domme. I can see it in your eyes, but if she knows it is you, she gives no indication. You see a man walk up to me and introduce himself. I recognize the name from your friends' list. He whispers something to me and I tell him yes. You see him unzip his leather pants... watch him pull out his cock, see it grow and harden as he strokes it. I mime him fucking your mouth and you make a barely visible nod.He. The rest of the ride home was filled with anticipation of what might come. Climbing the stairs to the second floor, I watched her lovely ass swing in front of me and almost raped her on the steps. As soon as we entered she turned and kissed me and said, lets get out of these hot clothes. We both started to tear at each others clothing. Tie, shirt, blouse, bra ,skirt, pants, panties, boxers all were on the floor in a heap in the living room. She took my cock and using it as a handle, pulled. It was almost becoming an addiction. I would always wear thigh high hose or pantyhose under a pair of jeans with no socks and a pair of boat shoes or preppies as we used to call them. I was really getting into taking my jeans down and showing a guy what I had on and then having him shove his cock in my mouth. But because of being in a theater I would rarely take my jeans all the way off. Even if I was in an video booth at this place I wouldn't because they had removed the doors from the booths.