So I was supposed to slowly show off the panty. I was positioned on a high backed wooden chair in the middle of the studio. A normal photo was taken. ...hen I took my hand to the hem of the dress and slowly raised it, showing my legs. I bend my knees as the dress slowly progressed up my thigh. The tops of my stockings came into view. I knew that my brother and Sharma could easily see the inside of my things from their position.I wanted to tease Sharma more, so I pulled the dress over my ass and. She narrowed her eyes at seeing that smile, the ever- present smirk still there,taunting her. "I don't have time to play your games, I'm late as it is. There is nothing tosay. Leave me alone." She grabbed the paddle and headed up front to pay, leaving him standing therealone. She didn't turn to see if he was still there or if he had left. Shewas still fuming as she left the store with her purchase. She headed for thecar, searching in her purse for her keys. Looking up from her search, she saw. She would always wear a press up bra and a slutty top, which would show you the most beautiful sight. But don’t even get me started on her legs. Every now and again especially in the summer, she would wear the shortest dresses, revealing her cock teasing legs. You would get a bonner just looking at them, perfectly smooth. She was an exquisite piece of art, a rare jem. On the rare occasion she would wear sandals. Her lushes toes made your mouth water. Just the thought of sucking them, would get. It was a memorable experience, stripping her out of the dress, fabulous figure with tight breasts, held in check by a very expensive white bra and classy, high cut leg, high waisted knickers which I had rolled back up for the effect. The memory of her standing there in her lingerie with her stockings held tight and in the classic upward clasp with high heels is very firm in my mind. I slipped my fingers between her legs and crotch and entered her blond minge with perfect cunt lips. She moaned,.