She’s a beauty and a perfect one to turn heads wherever she goes. She isn’t a slut, as I described in the title. She is a good woman… Or I shoul... say: She WAS a good woman until she met ME!Her figure: 38:32:38 — a sexy beauty, right? Haha! Her age: 29! She had deep black hair and a tanned skin with red lips. Just love her!It actually took place last night. But the backstory continues from few weeks.We didn’t know each other back in those days. I was on with my work, making friends, having fun,. She finally agreed to do it, although she was very reluctant. On that day, she put on the Versace dress I had bought for her. It cost several hundred dollars (and even more to get it shipped there) but I had bought it for her, just for this occasion. She looked like a Hollywood model in it. It really showed off her slender body and long, smooth legs. After treating Tony to a very expensive dinner (which I had paid for of course) they went back to her place. Once they went inside she told him. They were all in a different state now. There were all staring me for like 2 minutes without a single word. Suddenly a boy stood and said.He: Mam I am sure something is hidden behind your hair. Can you please move it back?I slowly and hesitantly moved my hair back. My tattoo ‘Daddy’s Girl’ on my upper right boobs was clearly visible to everyone.They could not believe their eyes. A beauty like me standing in front of them in a small tube top covering only just half of the boobs leaving the. She said she would abide me.Then built a lot of courage and winked at her sayingI want to see you, dear, the same way you say me.I was actually expecting a tight slap.She bent her head down.I would have a feeling if I crossed my limits. Then she looked at me and winked.Oh, my goodness what a slutty wink it was. She asked me my mobile number, and she told me she will send a nude photo tonight. I had no ideas to miss such a golden opportunity.I pushed her into women change room. I locked the.