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Gina, taken aback by the sheer tenacity in the young woman's eyes, was momentarily stunned. With a heavy swallow and a trembling heart, Liza obeyed Gina's command to strip. Her fingers fumbled as she delicately untucked her blouse, placing it with care on the office chair to her left. The zipper of her skirt was pulled down, and she removed it alongside her stockings, leaving her standing in nothing but a simple pair of cream undies and bra. In this vulnerable state, Liza's bareness magnified the rawness of her emotions. Her body, slender and alluring, adorned with flawless, creamy skin was a sight that captivated Gina.

Luciana smirked sinisterly as she brought the fabric to her body, wild thoughts already roaming her mind about how she'd look when she put it on. A pang of thrill coursing through her, she quickly clad herself in the fabric and proceeded to observe herself in the full-length mirror. Excitement bubbled within Luciana as she noted how hot she looked in the lacy fabric that exposed significant parts of her skin, like her thighs. Her nipples were barely concealed as they stood erect, transparent through the fabric. Impressed with how sexy she looked, Luciana quickly grabbed her phone and took a nice picture of herself, ensuring it was seducing enough before she sent it to Henry with the caption.

“Strip. Slowly. Show your CEO exactly what she owns now.” With trembling fingers, Lila removed her suit jacket, then unbuttoned her blouse. Her modest C-cup breasts spilled free, nipples already stiff and aching. She pushed the pants down her hips, letting them pool at her ankles. Her massive futa cock sprang up hard and heavy, slapping against her toned stomach with a wet sound. Thick veins pulsed along the shaft, the fat purple head glistening with a steady flow of precum that dripped onto the floor.

sexy. Lilly, who looked like she was kneeling, was holding the edge of the bathtub with both hands. She looked down and only showed her head to her eyes from the edge of the bathtub while continuing to pay attention to the potted plant on the floor. She looked pretty cute, but what made Luca's heart flutter was Lilly lifting her body, making her naked butt sticking out of the water. That was… so sexy, Largo howled in excitement in his head and couldn't wait to walk closer.

“Excellent. That’s the point.” As the hour progressed, the instructions grew bolder. Skirts were lifted. Pants were opened. Hands slipped inside underwear. Soft moans filled the room. Lila watched the others — a blonde girl fingering herself openly, a guy stroking his hardening cock — and felt her own arousal spike. Master Kane stopped in front of her again. “Remove your panties, Lila. Show the class how wet you are.” Her face burned with embarrassment and excitement. She hooked her fingers under her skirt and slid her soaked cotton panties down her legs, letting them drop to the floor. When she spread her thighs, the red light revealed her glistening, shaved pussy.

" Moon Goddess. This woman would be the death of me. As I began eating, Lilith quietly sat on the couch nearby. And that was when I made the mistake of my eyes wandering... Completely innocent at first, until they weren't... Lilith was still wearing her nightdress. Probably because she'd rushed out of her room to bring me breakfast before changing. And as she sat there... One leg crossed over the other... The soft fabric had ridden slightly upward. Exposing her thighs. I froze. My spoon stopped halfway to my mouth.

Then she saw the girl. Liana stood beneath the largest print in the show, a ten-foot-tall image of herself sprawled across white silk, thighs open, fingers buried between them, head thrown back in a silent scream of release. In the photograph her eyes were half-lidded, lips parted, skin flushed rose and gold. In the flesh she wore a slip of silver fabric that barely qualified as a dress, nipples dark against the thin material, legs endless. She was staring at the image of herself the way someone might stare at a lover caught in the act: possessive, angry, aroused. Elena’s pulse kicked hard. She crossed the room, heels silent on the polished concrete.

Hearing this, the other two guys were eager to hold her as well. “Leave me. Please.” Lillian cried. “I would give you anything you want. Gold. Money, please, just let—” Her words stuck in her throat when she heard the loud strap of her gown. Her eyes widened. Her body turned cold, her hands touched her skin, and she felt herself naked, vulnerable. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she froze on the spot. “What beauty. I've never seen such skin.” One blabbered, his hand feeling her back, which has now been exposed.

he says, averting his eyes to inside the condo. I turn my attention to look at Camila, she was laughing with Eliza as they looked through what looked like a photo album. Camila was in one of her off her white shoulder dress shirts, exposing her slim shoulders, her skin looked soft and flawless as always. Blue ripped jeans and red stilletos, her hair was in a high ponytail, givng full view of her face.