She smiles first, a whole signal that he's done right to ask. Then, she pushes herself up straight and takes a step back from the couch, reaching behind her to unzip her dress.
"I'll make it a rule," she answers. "No touching me, unless I say you can." She slips her dress off, letting it drop to the floor with her underwear, leaving her in a deep red bra, and little else.
This escalated fast, maybe, but it feels so right. She's not going to question it. Instead, she's going to give him a show, turning around slowly, bending over when she has her back to him, so he can see how pretty her ass looks, how nicely it frames her pussy, and how wet this whole thing made her.
"Is this what you want?" Reaching behind her, she goes beyond just show to smack her cheeks with both hands, to grope and ease them apart a little, show him more.
Then she stands up straight, shoots him a wink over her shoulder, and walks all the way to the bedroom.
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"I'll make it a rule," she answers. "No touching me, unless I say you can." She slips her dress off, letting it drop to the floor with her underwear, leaving her in a deep red bra, and little else.
This escalated fast, maybe, but it feels so right. She's not going to question it. Instead, she's going to give him a show, turning around slowly, bending over when she has her back to him, so he can see how pretty her ass looks, how nicely it frames her pussy, and how wet this whole thing made her.
"Is this what you want?" Reaching behind her, she goes beyond just show to smack her cheeks with both hands, to grope and ease them apart a little, show him more.
Then she stands up straight, shoots him a wink over her shoulder, and walks all the way to the bedroom.