Shepard strips naked

Shepard smiled as she loosened her dress from her shoulders and let it fall to the ground, pooling at her feet. Miranda’s eyes widened as she saw Shepard’s black lace bra and panties. Shepard slid her panties to the ground, stepping out of them and her heels, exposing her lower half that was completely bare. She reached behind and pulled off her bra, dropping it in the pile of clothes as she smiled seductively.

“Miss Lawson, I’m afraid I won’t be joining you for dinner tonight,” Shepard whispered as she laid down on the extended table. “Because I am the dinner.”

Shepard took the platter and carefully laid the sushi on her body, putting a couple rolls on her nipples, a few nigiri on her slit, the wasabi on her belly button, the soy sauce drizzled under it. Miranda stared as Shepard finished getting ready and then laid still. “Whenever you’re ready,” Shepard said.

Miranda smiled. “Wow… that’s thoroughly impressive. Too bad no one can see us,” Miranda teased. “I know how much you want everyone to be staring at your naked body, Shepard.”

Shepard blushed as Miranda swayed her hips, circling around her.