Updated: July 16, 2024 19:49

They were funny to watch. One got so excited that in self-forgetfulness he licked the sweat from my shoulder while dancing. I really love it when men look at me. I am pleased to watch how, fascinated by my naked body, they begin to tremble with desire and carnal excitement. They look over me with their eyes and it seems as if, in front of the entire audience, they are stroking me in the most intimate places, as if the glances of men are penetrating me like flesh into flesh. Oh, I revel in this and I want to be in these moments... Having put the magazines back in the closet, she again looked at her watch and began to pace around the room. Looking behind the door, she suddenly stopped, took off her dress and was left in very thin and narrow panties, which covered her lower abdomen with a shiny ribbon. She carefully began to rub her bare breasts, lovingly examining herself in the mirror. Having finished the massage, she took off her shoes and stockings, climbed onto the sofa, lay down for a long time, choosing a position, and finally fell silent. Her eyes lit up with that characteristic sparkle that reveals a woman’s innermost desire. Her fiery gaze penetrated my soul and pleasantly tickled my nerves. I felt that the wall of alienation that I had put up between us was melting with fabulous speed. Another moment and I would have rushed to her, but I turned away and closed my eyes. I heard her skirt rustle and from the familiar sounds I realized that she had laid down on the sofa.