I look in the mirror and I can see my skin through the lace. It shows so much, but still leaves some for the imagination. I turn and look at my ass. I...can see that the bottom of my ass cheeks peek out just a little and the little black thong is barely visible. I turn back to the front and look at my breasts. The lace cups them erotically. I can just make out my nipples, the lace blocking most of them out. I look at my eyes; they are amber, with the makeup I have applied. Black and gold, to. Then he increased their pressure with the heat of his lips radiating up her arm and through her body. She was instantly aroused and just as quickly as it all had happened his lips were gone. Still he held her hand within his.He replied, "A pleasure to meet you. My name is Jeffrey... Jeffrey Winslow."A quick intake of breath revealed her surprise at hearing his name. David had instructed her to woo him and she found herself wanting to do exactly what he had said to do: woo the hell out of him.. He fondle my bare breasts as he kiss me on the lips forcing my mouthopen with his tongue pushing down until my mouth was full and he twistedaround and around mine. I did not move my tongue, I was going to be likea log so not to give him any satisfaction. He tried to get me to takehis cock into to my hand, but I would pull it away every time.He was getting mad, the coke he just had done was turning him into amonster, he grabbed me by the back of my neck, as he rolled off, sittingup with his legs. “Here,” he said. Now my heart was racing. What the hell was I doing? I kept asking myself, but I didn't want to stop. I didn't think a second more and removed my shoes, then off came my shirt. I felt really nervous about the next bit but I turned around. “You're doing great,” Aaron said. “I don’t now how you don’t get more attention with a body like yours.” I gripped my shorts and pulled them down. Just my boxers were left and I had an instant hard on. I was stripping for a GUY and I'd never.