to dance

"Now you're stuck in the pool AND you need my towel!" Laughed Denise, standing triumphantly over Michelle shivering nude clutching herself.

"P..pplease!" Stammered the soaking wet woman. She couldn't believe she was begging her assistant! Even worse she was doing it nude!

"I won't give something for nothing," Denise taunted. "Now dance for your clothes!"

Reluctantly, Michelle began shifting her weight from side to side.

"Come on, you gotta get into it!" Laughed Denise. Cheeks glowing redder Michelle started awkwardly shimming in place.

"Come on, what kind of show is this?" Denise laughed. "Dance for real! And stop covering!"

Michelle started moving her body sensually, separating her knees. Her shaking hands finally let go of her crotch, revealing her mound of gray hair.

"Wow, granny's carpet's don't match the drapes!" Laughed another guest.

Blushing Michelle released her chest. Breasts free, they eager spilled out and sagged downwards, warbling as she shook about.

"Ooh, look at those droopers!" Giggled a young woman, poking her husband.

"She's got stretch marks!" He laughed, chugging a beer.

"Now spin around granny, show us the rest!" Commanded Denise. Michelle realized several people had their phones out.

Near tears Michelle slowly, painfully rotated around.

"Woah, look at that deflated, wrinkly ass! Denise hollered.

"She's got a tramp stamp!" Laughed a man in surprise.

"What's it say?"

"It says 'wet mlf!' Oh god what a slut!"

"She must be loving it!"

"Those nipples indicate yes!" Someone else giggled. Michelle looked down to see they were razor hard. God damnit, was she enjoying this!