“I know I seem to be in an exploitive industry but I like being looked at; it sends a charge right through me from my brain down to my toes. It char...es my body like an electric shock from my ankles to my groin and then keeps going until it reaches my boobs, which always seem to respond by going hard and making my nipples go erect. I don't mind the customers looking at me because that is what they pay for; so I dress to give them a bit of a thrill. Some of them come so close to the stage so. I was glad to be wearing the G-string, my cock was pressing insistently against them, begging to be let out... but I resisted. I resisted the almost overwhelming urge to take it all off and get into you as soon as I could.You were wearing a tight black latex mini-skirt, that hugged your body and sparkled as it reflected light of its freshly oiled surface. Underneath the skirt were my favourite sheer nylon stocking, with the fashioned heel and seam up the back. The stockings were attached to a. So after that we started dating regularly. We spent so much time together over the next few weeks. Then one night while we were sitting in my car overlooking the city I just blurted out " I think I am falling in love with you I know we haven't been seeing each other that long but I can't help it every time I look at you I almost start crying you are the most beautiful person in the world I can't believe how lucky I am for being with."And with that I broke down and started to cry a little it was. "Like that?" she asked.Linda replied, "Yes, nice."As she lay there staring at Susan's cunt, Linda slid a hand under herself, and down to her front. I could see what she was doing, but we were far enough away from anyone else, that they would not see."Spread a little more, I am going to get myself off, looking at you," she said to Susan.Susan smiled at her, and opened her legs a little wider. I saw Linda's finger begin to play with her clit, as she lifted her ass off the blanket a bit. It did.