‘We can’t do this here...’ your little masked temptress begins to explain, ‘my boyfriend...’ but you’re not concerned, nor do you care. You run your fingers down over my voluptuous shape, lifting up my little lace skirt to reveal no panties. Just a perfectly shaven pussy waiting to be touched. You sink your fingertips into my soft perfect wetness. One finger. Two. Listening to my sexy moans and enjoying how sensitive I am to your touch. I want more. You want more. You unzip your trousers... x x x