She stands at the glass. Naked now.I walk forwards. Eyes fixed on hers. I stand before the glass breathing hard. I break her gaze. I look down at her ...reasts. Large. Beautifully formed. Large nipples. Stiff. Pointing at me. Down. Flat tummy. Pussy. Black, hairy bush.She leans against the glass. Hands flat. Either side of her head. I copy her, my hands on hers through the glass. Our faces two centimeters apart, glass between us. Gazing into each other's eyes.She moves a hand from the glass onto. Once the helicopter landed, it shut down its engines, and while the propellers were slowing, the door opened and two large, armed men stepped out, followed by a short, slender, very attractive woman, who walked over toward Steve."Hello, I understand congratulations are in order," said Maria Velazquez, a.k.a. Maria Rojas, in Spanish as she gave Steve a hug followed by a kiss on the cheek. "How is Kathy doing?" She's doing okay, but I think she would be doing a lot better if some that she thinks. She was absolutely stunning in her black corset. It was laced up tight and making her breasts very full and inviting. "Get down on your hands and knees and kiss my shoes," she ordered him. "Yes mistress, anything you say," he replied, as he did as she ordered. He got down on his knees, put his head to the ground, his ass in the air, and he kissed her shoes. "That's not good enough," she said as she slapped his ass. "Now, do it again and do it right." When she was satisfied, she told him to. When I was able to sneak another touch to myself, if felt as wet as if I had just pee'ed myself.Once again, Rod the trouper, knew just what was needed (or maybe just what I needed). He told Karen that for the next series of shots, he wanted Julie (me) to help position her, as they were unusual positions for an amateur model. She smiled, and quickly welcomed the help.For the next twenty minutes or so I had real "hands-on" work with her. Touching various bare naked body parts, to move her.