Strip

I smile at him, before reaching up and crossing my hands in front of me, grabbing the opposing sides of my shirt, and casually lifting up on the fabric. As I pull it across my nipples, feeling them they bounce erotically, up and then down, as the fabric rubs across them. I let out a moan at the touch, as I pull the top over my head, up and off my arms, and then casually drop it down by my feet. I hear a few cries from the crowd, including a few catcalls, and my cheeks heat up as the excitement builds.

I posture before them, sometimes casually crisping my tits with my left, other times casually touching my thigh. I move accusingly before them, enjoying the attention of being in front of a pair of cameras, along with a growing crowd of bystanders. More pictures are taken and recorded of me. I casually notice others are grabbing pictures of me, beyond the pair of photographers, but I just turn and blow a kiss their way, before going back and posing for the pair of cameras I started working with.

I casually move the skirt, pulling it down and revealing the upper portion of my shaved bush, flashing my eyelids at the camera. I pose with my skirt pulled down some, leaving my pussy exposed as I move. It's not long before I hear her call for me to pull off my skirt, and I scandalously do so, taking my time as I slowly pull it down, keeping myself largely straight up as I do.

My ass jiggles as my tight skirt is pulled entirely off, and once my skirt reaches about knee level, and let it fall, stepping out of it without bending over in the process. I'm loving the scene, openly naked before them and being watched by a growing number of people. I pose, wondering what they will ask of me next, enjoying it immensely.