"Lilith, my shirt is hanging in the closet. I pressed it for you earlier today, please disrobe and put it on, slowly. Leave your panties for last. And turn your back to me; I'll tell you when to turn around." There is something exceptionally sexy seeing you in my shirt; I think ownership in the sense we talked about the other day is most prevalent; closely followed by imagining what's underneath for me to play with tonight. "Fasten one button, in the middle." I can't wait to see your nipples pressed against the fabric. If I've learned anything in the last two weeks, I've learned those two little magic buttons are the gateway to hearing my name.
"When you slide your panties off, do it slowly and bend over at the waist, please." There's something provocative about watching her do that from behind. I believe its how their bum pushes back and I get a glimpse of my pussy. Seeing it tucked tightly between her thighs, possibly getting a glance of her wetness or something else, it's just sexy.
Lilith hooked her thumbs inside her panties, pushed her ass out and bent over slowly as she slid them down her legs. His shirt rode up her ass and settled in the middle of her back, exposing her beautiful bum. When they reached her ankles; she put her hands on her knees, looked back at her Sir with a "fuck me please" smile and spread her legs, stretching them taut, just inches off the floor.