You follow her in.

You follow Michelle into her dressing room, getting a good view of the latina's firm muscular ass in her tiny shorts as you walk behind her. Ms Rodriguez has a shower in her room and the door hasn't even shut behind you when the hot hispanic pulls her tee-shirt over her head and casually discards it. You watch with bated breath as she peels the microshorts down over her thighs and lets them slide down her legs before kicking them free.

"Let me just shower this crud off and I'll be right with you." Michelle says turnining towards the shower.

Her ass is to die for, firm and rounded. The thought of fucking her from behind with pussytamer sends a sensual shiver through your body. Michelle steps into the cubicle and you watch her rivetted through the frosted glass as the actress washes herself. If pussytamer was flesh and blood it would be rock hard and throbbing in eagerness. You rub the bulge of the strap on with your palm throgh your leather pants, imagining it stiffening with your arousal.

Michelle showers quickly and steps back out. She makes no attempt to grab a towel or robe to cover her naked body, though both are hanging next to the cubicle. She grins when she sees your eyes drinking in the beautiful sight of her hard fit body. Clearly the tales of her sexuality are correct as she obviously enjoys the fact that you're studying her hungrily.

"That feels better." She comments. "So how do you want me?"

Whether she means the comment in terms of your duties as makeup artist or as a come on isn't clear. You get a good look at her full frontal nudity, water dripping down her tanned skin. Her breasts are high and firm, her dark brown nipples hardened from the shower and rigidly stiffened to fat nuggets of crinkled flesh. Michelle has a shaven or more probably waxed pussy, her dark lips bare and swollen with just a little patch of black hair left above. She gives a delightful laugh as she sees your eyes fall to her bare sex.

"You really do want me, don't you blondie." She chuckles. "No need to get shy, I'm into you too honey."

Michelle steps up close and her hand reaches behind your head to pull you into an open mouthed kiss. Michelle kisses you hard, her tongue thrusting into your mouth as she presses her body agains yours. Clearly she's used to being the butch herself and assumes that you'll accept the more passive role immediately. She stiffens slightly with surprise as you fail to melt into her arms, instead kissing her back just as hard and taking her into your arms. You feel her thigh press between your own and you push forward, letting the bulge of your strap on grind on Michelle's upper thigh.

"Shit, you're packing." Michelle gasps.

Her hand falls to your crotch and she feels the hard but flexible length of pussytamer under the leather pants. She lets out a soft moan as she realises the size and thickness of your strap on toy.

"You certainly came prepared blondie." Michelle laughs, her dark eyes shining. "And to think I thought I'd be the one seducing you."

"You want it Michelle?" You whisper huskily, half question, half statement.

"Hell yeah blondie." Michelle answers back defiantly. "That's if you know how to use that fucking monster."