She truly was a work of art. Her underwear set a soft tone against her delicate skin complimenting her sensuous curves and adding a touch of refinemen... to her makeup. Celina fought hard against the iron manacles which clanked and jangled as she writhed and desperately sought to pull her arms and legs out of the chains, finding herself in pain as she did so. Exhausted, she gave up her fight and stood before the four men realizing how pointless it was to resist as she could not break loose no. She frowned at me, not very pleased with my more lyrical choice. I smileddeeply at her as she backed up onto the platform. I moved back to the camera,watching as she began stomping out the steps. With every movement she madeI was able to see the swelling petals of her flower. Her breasts rocked intime with her motions and the slick sheen upon her skin glowed like oil. I selected the next two dances, operating the camera and gazing in raptattention as Becky let all abandon go, jumping around. I guess I had the same look, because the next night we went to dinner together. By dinner, I mean a couple of jager shots, some margaritas and enough fondling and innuendos to make a cinemax movie.On our cab ride home she let me feel all of her, and everything was all I had imagined. She had wonderful tits, her panties were already wet by the time we got back to her place. Although I'm not exactly sure I had any clothes left by the time we got into her house, I know my dick was throbbing. I. She had very short hair, it was blond with black highlights, a gorgeous face, she wore pink lipstick that day, her regular clothes, a black striped suit, which you would rarely see on a woman that beautiful, her tight striped pants gave me a hard on, she wore a purple blouse underneath the jacket and High Heeled strappy black sandals with pantyhose underneath which looked so good on her.She walked in the class and sat down on her computer, for a couple of seconds. Then she got up and walked up.