I must have looked like I was about to faint. My eyes drank her in; those fabulously long, sleek legs, her oversized boobies spilling out of her top, and her full lips were done up in bright red lipstick, accentuating them further. I meekly nodded my head, staring at her tits. I hoped I didn't look like too much af a geek, but I was a man whose dreams were coming true. Then she started to dance.

She danced, twirled, bent and stretched all over the good sized den. Sometimes she danced with the music, sometimes not; slowing down to highlight a particular move. She was a very flexible girl....