" He looked me up and down. "Maybe, before I let you out, I'll take afew pictures of you on my phone, so that I'll have good blackmail materialof you,...for later!" He let out a fake, mean laugh.I pouted and shook my head 'no'. I was standing facing him."Now I'm definitely gonna!" he said. "From now on you're gonna have to obeymy every wish if you don't want pictures of your camel-toe sent to everyonewe know!" Then he reached over towards me, lifted my skirt, and gave me aquick slap on my vagina.. The latter garment left the frontof those panties uncovered, making it very obvious that this person wasall male where it counted. In fact, exceptionally male, if you knowwhat I mean. I explained what was going on and she gave me a toothygrin, introduced herself as Glory, and told me to get undressed.It made my skin crawl to have to take off my clothes in front of someonelike that. Glory watched intently as I got out of my shoes, shirt andslacks. Standing there in just my white jockey. I lick, kiss and caress your whole body. Licking the sweat off of you, taking the salty taste mixed with other juices into my mouth. You do the same as I lie you back onto the gym mats. They are firm but this suits us as this will be a hard fast fuck.I want to taste you but before I do so I ask for your name. "Lisa " you reply panting "Now fuck me you bastard!" I assuredly move down your body licking, kissing your naked torso and stomach. You gasp as I touch your body and my tongue arrives at. “I’ve learned that the only way to really get that alluring look is to have your model actually in a lust-fueled state. All your models you see trying to act sexy to the camera, yourself included, are faking it, and subconsciously the viewer knows it. When you see Katyuska, though, and her eyes, her body language, her sex organs are all aligned in the pursuit of an orgasm, your mind knows it’s the real thing. Combined with the subtle effects of her bodies response to markings, like slaps,.