Did this woman have no sense of modesty? She meticulously arranged the backdrop, a curtain, getting ready to take some photos for a local newsletter.
Adorned in a black pencil skirt and a silk silver blouse, she exuded a professional yet alluring aura. With Tori, sensuality seemed to emanate from every pore. Once the staff had departed, she positioned a chair in front of the faux stained glass fabric.
"Forgive me, Father," she almost whispered as she lifted the hem of her dress, exposing the absence of panties, only a lacy garter holding up her sheer stockings. Her fingers moved deftly, skillfully finding what they sought as she continued her discreet exploration.