She commented again on how good my body looked as she started to rub oil up my legs. As she started to massage my thighs up towards my groins she aske... me if I wanted to have my lower abdominal area massage as well or if she must move a little higher up. I replied to her saying what ever she was comfortable with. She said that's cool and then mentioned that I'm rather comfortable showing my body as most ladies that she's given full body massages to prefer to cover up. I said that that's rather. Straight after I began to laugh slightly, she looked straight at me. 'What's funny?' she asked.'Nothing. Just it's strange seeing you wear a bra, Miss. I see you without it alot of the time,' I said whilst taking off my shirt.'Does it turn you on? Do you think about seeing my tits?' she asked in a very sexy manner.I moved closer to her and nodded.'Well then I suppose you better see them then!' She undid her bra and an amazing pair of tits dangled infront of my eyes. I was still a virgin and. She was also sporting a luscious leather jacket to go with her delightfully tight blue jeans.He was glad her back was turned as Bethany thanked the librarian and strutted off, books in hand. It allowed him to take a long look at her back and legs. He could almost hear the leather creaking as she walked away. He was instantly reminded of the Halloween party not long ago. Bethany had arrived in a full leather “Catwoman” costume and Alex had been spent most of the night gawking at. I am pretty, I know, and I look young, sweet and innocent, partly because I’m a classic natural blonde with slightly yellowish straight hair and striking blue eyes. I am around average height at five feet five inches, and I have a good body that I’ve always been proud of; my bust is shapely with firm, thrusting 30D breasts, I am quite slender with a narrow waist and my ass juts out pertly behind me – it looks really hot in tight jeans or a mini-skirt.This environment is so alien to me, as you.