"Wider," I instructed. She spread them now two feet, then three. Her hands began to rub up and down her thighs as her chest began to rise and fall in deep breaths, yet at all times, keeping her focus fixed on the camera lens.
My eyes darted over her body, displayed yet hidden in such an erotic tease. Her hands softly moving up and down her glorious thighs; sliding against her tight skin leaving a trail of goosebumps rippling up her body. The fabric of her panties holding tight against her mound with just a hint of transparency, though not enough to show what was beneath. Yet still, my eyes would linger, captivated by the area where the soft skin of her inner thighs meet the curve of her pelvis.
Her breasts would heave with deep breaths; the kind that drew her taught stomach in and out. E
