She began to unbutton her shirt as she found a chair and moved it next to his desk.She explained that she would never have sex with a married man, but...she didn't see where there was anything wrong with her watching him and his wife have sex.She dropped her shirt over the back of the chair and rolled her breasts out of her bra.Grace was working Rick's dick pretty hard as Tommi unbutton her pants and slid her hand between her legs. She began to moan as she pulled at her rather large nipples. It. My body is no prize... Not even a consolation prize. My best features are my eyes... expressive... always containing just the right amount of sadness/intrigue. A woman looks into my eyes and I've got her mesmerized. Then I pour on the charm. Let's face it, I'm one darn engaging guy. I love women... I love to talk to them, to touch them, to make them feel special. They sense that and they like it. So, even though I'm no prize, women like spending time with me. Once I start talking to. She wanted to start with what’s called a beauty shot, or clean head shot. That’s basically just the model’s image from the neck to the top of the head. It’s a close-up, and any imperfections on the face will be visible. We’re talking freckles, zits, scars, dry skin, eyes too close together, just about anything someone could call a “flaw.”Think of someone you know. Does their appearance change from day to day? Your answer is probably, “Not much,” but if you think about it a little longer you’ll. It's also helped me come to terms with my love of exposure. The more I look back, the more I truly understand that my love of being unclothed as well as my overactive libido were manifested themselves very early, certainly from the onset of puberty, onward. As I sit here reminiscing about my erotic odyssey, a flood of memories is charging to the forefront of consciousness. While I don't wish to drift too far from the focus of this narrative - the erotic dynamics of exhibitionism and nudity in.