The Taken Of Lena
She needed to focus.
Cassie spun around, stomach first on the ground, and lifted herself up like she was doing a push-up, sticking her ass directly in front of Tony's face. She was maybe four inches away from his face and he could smell her body. She smelled like lavender and hormones. For the first time, he wondered if she was aroused or just a really good actress. In her line of work, it could be either.
Cassie stood up straight and bent over to touch her toes. As the second chorus started, she slipped her thumbs in the side of her panties the way she did her jeans earlier. Slowly, she lowered them. In an instant, they were gone.