Weak knees need a seat

When Katrinia came back out wearing what we had picked out my knees went weak and I had to sit down. Her much larger tits were bracketed in the lapels of the jacket and the material of the blouse and bra only accented her nipples. The areola surrounding her nipples were clearly visible. As I sank into the chair at the runway the impact of the skirt became fully clear. No matter where she walked the skirt reveled most of her lower attributes. Either her ass and legs were visible or her lace fringed pussy was on display. As she walked the runway turning and pausing for effect i could smell the delightful aroma of her sex. She posed at the far end of the runway standing tall and pressing her bust forward. She strolled back down the runway pausing to knell sweeping the folds of the skirt aside and framing her smooth shaved pussy. I got out of my seat and went over to her. I leaned down and kissed her. "Thank you for the show, but I have to get back to work. Katrinia, stroked my thigh and said, "I hope we can get together later."