This pose was repeated with a variety of angles always with her face to the artists. And that face took on a variety of looks such as vixen, scamp, sl...t and Mistress of seduction. But there were also physically demanding ballet type poses where Bette would really show her stuff, the Arabesque penché. The graceful and elegant pose exposed her inner thighs, bald Venus Mons and parted vaginal lips. Actually the pose was more disgraceful than graceful as her pussy was dripping.Bette was good at. Bella’s heart was racing with excitement at how Tom looked she felt flushed she could feel her nipples going rock hard and her pussy felt wet, well wetter than usual that is, she finished her shift only thinking of Tom going home and rushing upstairs she stripped laying on the bed and getting her toy out ramming it in and out of her soaking wet pussy, Bella groaned with pleasure as she fucked her pussy all of a sudden she screamed out and squirted like a fountain, switching of her toy she lay. One fairly young and good looking guy seemed very interested, so I convinced her to slowly pull her top down until she could flash him a nipple. As she continued to flash him, I could see him squirming in his chair. I leaned over to her and convinced her to walk by him and head to the restrooms. If he followed, she should take him into the bathroom…if not, then she should just come back to the table.I watched as she walked by the guy. She was starting to get into our little game, licking her. Ohhhh, Johnny "He jerked upright. "What?... Darling, what happened? Laura, what's the matter? Where have you been?" Oh, Johnny, it was Vito... I'm so ashamed," the words came out haltingly. She didn't want to tell him. She didn't know what to tell... Black Jack... he couldn't know about Black Jack!He tried to calm her down, and after a few moments the words poured forth in a broken, husky stream... "Johnny, you don't know what he did... I tried to get the contract for you... Oh my God! It was.