Stripping Sierra*

“OK, sexy girl,” I say, “pull your top down—let me see your beautiful tits.” Sierra does so, looking aroused but also quite anxious. “Think about how hard my dick is getting from looking at your beautiful titties. There—perfect.”

“Now, take off your shorts, then turn around and show me that sexy ass.”

“Do you really think my ass is sexy?” Sierra asks, sounding surprised and pleased.

“I know it is.”

“Now show me a little more, baby,” I say. “Push those panties down.” Sierra’s starting to breathe harder, now, and her breath is coming quicker. She’s starting to get into this.

Before I have the chance to say anything else, Sierra spins around and starts playing with herself. “Ooooooh, that’s hot, sexy girl,” I say. “Let me watch you.”

“Now, baby, take it all off for me,” I growl. “Let me see that sexy body just the way God made it.” Sierra does as I tell her, but she’s starting to look bashful again.

“Lean forward—rest on your elbow, baby. Let me get a closeup on your beautiful face and those amazing titties.”

“Perfect, Sierra. You’re so fucking hot, you can’t imagine.” She purrs with pleasure. “Now, turn around and put one leg up on the counter so I can get a better look at your pretty little pussy.” Sierra looks surprised and a little uncertain, but strikes the pose anyway.

“Beautiful, sexy girl, just beautiful. Your little pussy is gorgeous.” Sierra’s eyes go wide. “Now, get up on the counter and spread your legs so I can see from another angle.”

“Perfect, baby. Perfect.” The spicy musk of Sierra’s arousal is strong now.

“What now?” she asks.

“Now?” I respond. I take off the rig and set it on the counter. “Now, I feast.”