totally nude and horny

Monika tried to deny what she was feeling inside. It did excite her to strip for Orterres, even though she hated him. Reluctantly, while swaying her hips to an imaginary beat, Monika's last piece of clothing slid down over her hips and hit the floor. She danced her way out of the thong, and turned slowly to give Orterres the show of a lifetime.

"I love that little red landing strip you have. I've heard all redheads are soft down there. Dance over here, and let me see for myself just how soft you are" Orterres grinned.

Monika had **** but to fulfill his request. She danced over to the other side of the desk, and allowed Orterres to examine her soft, pouting labia, without saying a word.

"You can stop dancing now. I want to get a nice, close inspection of my newest sex ****." Orterres thrust a hand between her legs, and gave her soft labia a lingering feel.

Monika stood there passively, not saying a word, hoping her body would not betray her. But it was too late. She felt herself go weak at the knees at the touch of Orterres' hand, and her cunt began to secrete the dew of her womanhood. She knew Orterres would feel how wet she was becoming, and it was all for him. She hated it, but she also loved it. Maybe she really wanted this to happen? She began to question herself, and her motives for ever coming here in the first place. She gasped as Orterres rubbed her mound with his warm hand.

"Chichotas, you're wet down there already. Are you horny for me? Something tells me you want me, and maybe that's why you came here." Orterres smiled, and stuffed his middle finger up inside Monika's wet, swollen slit. It went in easily, and caused Monika to flush red as she spread her thighs a bit to allow Orterres better access.

"Finally Monika found the courage to say something. "I hate you for this. I've always hated you."

"And I hate you too, if it's any consolation. But I do love what I see" Orterres smiled as he continued to thrust a finger up inside Monika's tightening cunt walls. "Perhaps you will also love what you see." He removed his hand from Monika's soaking wet mound, and stood up before her. He took her into his arms, and kissed her full on the lips. "We don't have to love each other to fuck each other. Now why don't you undress me, and tell me if you love what you see?"

Monika's head was swimming in a haze. That kiss had made her feel weaker yet. it was the straw that broke any resistance she might have had left. She licked her lips as she felt the bulge in Orterres' pants. It was indeed a rather big one. But bulges can be deceiving enough to make you curious, and Monika was definitely curious now. She undid the belt of Orterres' pants, and slowly unzipped them...