Dirty Pretty Things: Tales of taboo temptations
“You’re holding back, Avery. Let it show. Let me see how much you want this.”
From the side of the room, I heard the soft rustle of fabric. Zara had stepped away from the camera – which was now clearly recording video, its red light blinking steadily. She was stripping slowly, peeling off her top to reveal full, bare breasts with tight pink nipples. Her shorts followed, sliding down her toned legs until she stood completely naked, her red curls cascading over her shoulders.
“Christ…” I whispered, unable to look away from her.
She settled into the armchair across from us, legs spread shamelessly. One hand trailed down her stomach and between her thighs, fingers circling her own clit as she wa
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