{"id":41272,"date":"2023-10-12T05:20:48","date_gmt":"2023-10-12T03:20:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/?p=41272"},"modified":"2026-02-14T07:41:13","modified_gmt":"2026-02-14T06:41:13","slug":"yoga-on-the-roof-part-4-an-erotic-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/yoga-on-the-roof-part-4-an-erotic-story\/","title":{"rendered":"Yoga On The Roof, Part 4 &#8211; An Audio Erotic Series"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>PREVIOUS: <a href=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/yoga-on-the-roof-part-3-an-erotic-story\/\">Yoga On The Roof, Part 3<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><script src=\"https:\/\/fast.wistia.com\/embed\/medias\/ht5ttvj4cp.jsonp\" async><\/script><script src=\"https:\/\/fast.wistia.com\/assets\/external\/E-v1.js\" async><\/script><\/p>\n<div class=\"wistia_responsive_padding\" style=\"padding: 56.25% 0 0 0; position: relative;\">\n<div class=\"wistia_responsive_wrapper\" style=\"height: 100%; left: 0; position: absolute; top: 0; width: 100%;\">\n<div class=\"wistia_embed wistia_async_ht5ttvj4cp seo=true videoFoam=true\" style=\"height: 100%; position: relative; width: 100%;\">\n<div class=\"wistia_swatch\" style=\"height: 100%; left: 0; opacity: 0; overflow: hidden; position: absolute; top: 0; transition: opacity 200ms; width: 100%;\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"filter: blur(5px); height: 100%; object-fit: contain; width: 100%;\" src=\"https:\/\/fast.wistia.com\/embed\/medias\/ht5ttvj4cp\/swatch\" alt=\"\" aria-hidden=\"true\" \/><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After hearing the heavy knock, Shelly stood on her tiptoes to peek through the peephole of her apartment\u2019s front door. A Latino man stood in the middle of the hallway, hands on his hips. She knew who he was. The guy had texted her several times over the last two days.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She unlocked her door.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Seeing her peek around the door, the man was straightforward with introductions. \u201cI\u2019m Gerardo. Alessandra\u2019s my girl.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYes, I figured.\u201d Shelly gently rapped her fingers on the door. She was tentative but tried to act friendly. She opened the door a little farther. \u201cIt\u2019s nice to meet you in person. Alessandra talks a lot about you. Really likes you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYeah, well, I want to know what\u2019s happenin&#8217; here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly frowned. \u201cWhat\u2019s happening? I don\u2019t understand.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cShe has calls to do jobs as a some sorta model. She\u2019s makin\u2019 money and I don\u2019t believe it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly grinned and eased her defensiveness, figuring he was happy about her having a decent income.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cPeople really like her new face for their marketing and other needs.\u201d She leaned her shoulder along the edge of the door. However, she did not plan to let him in.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYo, she really getting pictures or is something else happenin\u2019, some no-eyes shit? Like \u2018getting needs met\u2019 for other dudes.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThat\u2019s a real question of yours?\u201d Shelly straightened up, realizing his concern. \u201cWhat do imagine she might be doing?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He brushed under his nose quickly. \u201cI see money, but I don\u2019t see no picture on magazines or nothin\u2019 else.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly nodded.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cIt takes a while for images and materials to be published. The publishing world moves slower than social media. The proof of her modeling will be out soon.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gerardo put his hand on the doorframe. He had mono-colored tattoos on his fingers and forearms. A few even peeked from the hem of his shirt collar.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMiss, she getting naked for dudes in men\u2019s magazines? I don\u2019t want no other dudes gettin\u2019 off to my girl. You understand? She mine, nobody else\u2019s.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly countered his view regarding Alessandra. \u201cShe\u2019s not \u2018yours,\u2019 technically. She can do what she wants with her body.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He swished his hands as he spoke with more concern. \u201cThis \u2018model\u2019 thing is near goin\u2019 too far.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly interrupted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDuring shoots\u2014photo shoots\u2014you\u2019re always on her mind. She thinks about you and wants to make sure she\u2019s doing right by you. Don\u2019t brush her off as some down-and-dirty girl. In fact, she\u2019s quite the opposite.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cFor real?\u201d He stiffened his shoulders.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI work with her. She and I have grown quite close. I know for sure she\u2019s in love with you, Gerardo. She is. It\u2019s clear. Oh my, it is obvious. I mean, think about it. She took you to Mexico. That should be proof of her feelings.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gerardo calmed, although staring at Shelly. He brushed under his nose again. \u201cYo, I\u2019m about having her alone. No other dudes. See?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly tried to change the subject to something positive about him. She leaned against the doorframe, although she kept the door angled sharply to close it quickly. \u201cYou\u2019ve got a presence, a good face too, Gerardo. A chill demeanor. Latinos like you are popular right now. The tattoos and chinos are what some clients are interested in.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gerardo spoke slowly, as if intrigued by the opportunity. But distrust was still there. \u201cYou not just getting at me?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly gave him a simple response that might cool him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMoney is possible.\u201d Shelly shrugged. \u201cBut it\u2019s just a thought. Talk to Alessandra about it. We could even do some nice pics as a gift for Alessandra. Another thought.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly checked her watch as a reason to close the door. \u201cI\u2019ve got to get back to work now. Thanks for stopping by.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She closed the door before Alessandra\u2019s boyfriend could move to answer.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly locked the door and then locked her bedroom door. She sat on the bed and flicked on the TV to calm her mind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The locked bedroom door put one more barrier between her and him. The man had made her uncomfortable and worried. Her concern was Gerardo busting down the doors to demand that she stops working with his girlfriend on modeling gigs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She texted Alessandra about Gerardo.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Fyi Gerardo came by today. Everything ok at home?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Several hours later, Shelly\u2019s phone buzzed. A text from Alessandra.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">G talking about him modeling. What\u2019d you tell him?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He came here to talk about you.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly followed up that text to ease any questions.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He may have a style.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Cool!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hoping the couple had settled, Shelly put down her phone, trying to get away from them. Gerardo still made her feel awkward. Alessandra would have to be there, if she would talk to him again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Two days later, Shelly\u2019s demanding client who was infatuated with Alessandra contacted her again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI love the images you sent of our girl in the city streets. Yes, they are fantastic.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAgreed. She is great. The best I\u2019ve seen in a long time.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cLooking for another face. A male face? He might have a \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMight he be interested in the shoot that I\u2019ve been asking for but never get?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly chuckled nervously. \u201cI have to get to know people a little more before I can know whether they\u2019ll be willing to go that far for sure. Your request is a bit beyond what many people\u2014particularly guys\u2014will do.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cSomeday we\u2019ll find someone.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019m not sure.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The client huffed. \u201cFaith, Shelly, faith. Anyway, give me a couple of headshots of this guy. Even better, the two of them. I\u2019ll take him to get more of her.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">At the client\u2019s request and her own intrigue, she texted Alessandra.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Opportunity: you and Gerardo pic. Interested in a quick shoot?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I can\u2019t this week. G wants to. Ok?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly was unsure. Time alone with Gerardo did not feel comfortable.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her phone pinged with another text.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When pic shoot possible?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This wasn\u2019t Alessandra. Gerardo had reached out already about this. Shelly decided to get it over with quickly. If she thought too much or waited too long, any of her fear would fester. Overall, her business required her to deal with anyone and everyone of all stripes. A couple of headshots, a smile and a goodbye, that\u2019d be smartest. She offered an open slot of her schedule.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Tomorrow 10 am<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Fine<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With a grunt, Shelly typed her studio address.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The next morning, Shelly had turned on the box lights and arranged the studio. The door buzzer sounded. Shelly ushered the man inside. As he looked around, he asked to see the picture of Luna on the Pacific. He also wanted to hold the white fur that Alessandra wore in the intersection. Shelly attempted to focus his attention on why he was here, so she could end this.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She moved him under the white-hot lights. She gave a few directions and instructions. She clicked a few images<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThat\u2019s what I need to share with my client.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He was confused. \u201cNo more? But we just started.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cA client doesn\u2019t want too many headshots. Doesn\u2019t need them. One\u2014maybe two\u2014would be sufficient,\u201d she told him. \u201cSo I\u2019ve got what I needed. If I hear back, I will \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gerardo interrupted her. \u201cDo one more thing for me?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAnd what\u2019s that?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAlessandra gave me some hot pictures. They make me \u2026 you know. Can I give some to her?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly was concerned about his ideas. \u201cWhat \u2026 what are you thinking of?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cSome sexy pictures,\u201d he said. \u201cShe talks about how good I look.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly controlled a laugh. The male form isn\u2019t what the female body is. They are separate and dysfunctionally alike.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI don\u2019t have any men\u2019s clothes here, so there isn\u2019t much by way of options.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cJust take couple of sexy pictures of me. I don\u2019t need more clothes.\u201d He tugged at the collar of his shirt.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cUm \u2026 I guess \u2026\u201d She drew out the word nervously.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cLet me show you a few ideas of mine.\u201d He unbuttoned his shirt and started to lift off his white undershirt.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly objected. \u201cWait, wait, wait. Hold on, hold on. We need to discuss what\u2019s on your mind.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYo, I want my girl to have a good look at her sexy man.\u201d He brushed under his nose, presenting his coolness and confidence.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHow far do you want to go?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019m down with anything. Alessandra likes me butt-naked.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAnd you think she wants to have an image of you bare-ass naked?\u201d Shelly squinted her eyes in disbelief.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cTells me all the time. I want to give her what she wants.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cShe\u2019s not just saying that during foreplay? To pump you up, maybe?\u201d Shelly asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019m being straight-up real. No tricks. Alessandra\u2019s like that. She got a, yo, a freaky side.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cShe\u2019s one of a kind.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her response must have conveyed to him that the shoot would be good to do. He pulled his T-shirt over his head. He was left in his loose-fitting denim and his blue boxers boiling over the waist.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly liked his tattoos. She didn\u2019t expect to.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhich one is your oldest tattoo?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He pointed to a tattoo of the Los Angeles Dodgers on his upper arm. \u201cI got inked at thirteen. Mom\u2019s was mad as hell.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou have a favorite tattoo?\u201d Shelly asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He turned. On his back was the Mexican Coat of Arms: A Mexican Golden Eagle, perched on a cactus while devouring a rattlesnake.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly began taking pictures of his artwork. Getting the pictures as he talked provided better natural poses. He reached into his boxer shorts to Shelly\u2019s surprise.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI have one that Alessandra requested,\u201d he said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cRequested? She asked you to get the tattoo?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI told you about her.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cShould I look at it? It may be too personal\u2014for you and her only.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It must not have been, because he lowered his shorts. A simple typeface of the name Alessandra across his lower diaphragm, at the top of his shag.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThat\u2019s nice to do that for her,\u201d Shelly said awkwardly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Looking there, she noticed a bulge among the baggy clothing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cCan you take a few pictures of my ink? My phone pics are bad, see. All messed up and shit.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He handed Shelly his phone. She nodded at the poor quality, blurry, upside down.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She was about to say something but was astounded to see that he had dropped his pants and boxers to his knees. Shelly gasped at how forthright Gerardo was.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He had a thick brown dick emerging from a thicket of black hair. The cock was rising to an erection but was currently tilted leftward.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly tried to speak. Her mind stalled. Her mouth locked. Her throat closed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThis a good pose?\u201d He crossed his arms and shifted his head to the left, leaving his features in a stern gaze.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly lifted her camera. She snapped one picture. Gerardo changed positions. He framed the inked name Alessandra with his hands. Shelly clicked a picture.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a0He shifted again, this time grabbing his dick, which had thickened to a hefty girth. He stroked himself to his obvious pleasure.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly wanted this done. It felt too weird. A naked man she didn\u2019t actually know who was going with a girl she actually liked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWell,\u201d she said, \u201cI hope Alessandra likes what she sees.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cShe always do. She can\u2019t get enough.\u201d He pulled up his pants. He grinned broadly when he looked at Shelly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She gave him a tiny drive of unedited pictures to avoid editing them.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Before he left, he suggested, \u201cText me if, you know, you want me to be a model.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She agreed and quickly ushered him out of her studio. She sent Alessandra a text.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Saw Gerardo for some headshots. He pushed to do more pics. Nothing else happened.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A text came back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">K<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Be prepared.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He wants to surprise you. Sorry if I ruined it. So act surprised.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly watched TV that evening to get Gerardo out of her mind. She even avoided perusing the images of Alessandra because they reminded her of her boyfriend.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her phone buzzed about two hours later.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Love the pics! G look so so sexy. Great surprise. I owe you.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly dropped the phone onto the bed as if it had burned her hand. The text baffled her. Alessandra liked Gerardo in those poses. His body, his hardcore stances, her name tattooed among his hair. Alessandra was confusing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And what would Alessandra owe her, Shelly wondered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Over the next hours, Shelly dreamed up several fun things. However, Gerardo still dampened the excitement of them. He had Alessandra\u2019s heart. Yet, Shelly had the tiny, white panties that Alessandra had worn in the most recent shoot in the alleyway. Alessandra had enticed Shelly, flirted with her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Maybe Alessandra didn\u2019t realize the impact she made. It was more likely that Alessandra hadn\u2019t thought through everything and acted in the moment without regard for the effects of her actions going forward. Bewitching someone\u2014Shelly or even Gerardo\u2014causes disappointment and confusion. Wishing to avoid further disappointment, Shelly decided to back off for a time from working with Alessandra and Gerardo. She had others to offer as possible models for ads or art. She could find more girls who might be interested. Nevertheless, the thought of yoga on the roof was amazing. The likelihood of such a meeting would never happen again. Remembering it, she still decided on a temporary hold.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Two weeks later, a note was tucked behind the apartment number on Shelly\u2019s door. On the card was a sketched woman alone under a dark cloud. Inside was written \u201cI miss your sunshine.\u201d Alessandra scribbled her name below the text. Shelly looked closer and noticed a G. Both of them had signed the card.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The card astounded Shelly. \u201cWhat in the world?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She sat on the couch, holding the card in her hands.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Loneliness had weighed on her lately as she denied herself Alessandra. None of Shelly\u2019s other work kept her attention in such a way. Indeed, missing Alessandra had brought Luna to mind. Where had she gone? Would she remember Shelly, if they met? Would she ever see Luna again?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly slid the card from Alessandra into the small drawer in the end table. She remained steadfast in withdrawing from the couple. She wanted a little more time. When she had shed her desire for Alessandra, she might work with the lovely woman, but it had to be on a more distant relationship. When her phone pinged with texts, Shelly simply gave a vague message about a busy schedule and travel priorities.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Two weeks later, another card appeared on her apartment door. On the front of the card was a cute brown puppy with large, droopy eyes. Inside was the puppy amidst a puddle of milk and cereal. Alessandra scribbled:<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Nothing\u2019s fun anymore. Missing you. Alessandra<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This time, Gerardo hadn\u2019t signed it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The card lightened Shelly\u2019s mood. The distance she wanted from Alessandra evaporated. Suddenly, with the cuteness of the cards and Alessandra\u2019s attempts to revive their relationship, Shelly caved. She grabbed her phone and typed out:<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Have free day tomorrow. Want to meet?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Moments later, there was a ping.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">YES!!!!!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The next day, Shelly was across the table from Alessandra. Shelly had forgotten how lovely the tiny Latina was. She was worthy of staring at. Her black midi dress highlighted her thin waist, and the off-the-shoulder top left her brown, knobby shoulders bare.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly redirected her attention to Alessandra\u2019s ongoing conversation.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201c\u2026 so that\u2019s how we met. Since then, I have never seen him as such a handsome man. The pictures gave me a new view of him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019m glad you liked them.\u201d Shelly spoke softly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cLike them! How \u2018bout love them! I think\u2014\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly let her continue, but Alessandra\u2019s enthusiasm about Gerardo disappointed Shelly. Her desire to have Alessandra\u2019s full attention resurfaced, starting to burn in her chest. She had attempted to stamp out the desire, like a stale Pall Mall. She couldn\u2019t though.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201c\u2026 been talking to me about doing more but this time with me. He wants me to ask you, but I told him I wouldn\u2019t. Me and you have a professional relationship. I don\u2019t want to mess that up.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra paused. \u201cShelly, are you okay?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her question startled Shelly from her thoughts. She regained her thoughts and said, \u201cI haven\u2019t heard from my client about the headshots of Gerardo. I\u2019m still waiting. This long and I question whether anything\u2019s going to happen.\u201d Shelly offered a sad face and an apologetic shrug.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMaybe we need to market him to different places. Would that work?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cListen, I\u2019m not sure I can do any more for him. I have headshots that I will send him. After that, he\u2019ll have to take over. I\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra sat back in her chair, one arm across her stomach and her other elbow on her wrist, while fiddling with her large earring.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly engaged again. \u201cYou have a great sense when it comes to gifts. They are fantastic.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cCards are old fashioned but never out of date. A text message is one thing. But holding a physical object with handwriting on it is different.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou are on a different level.\u201d Shelly put her elbows on the table. \u201cA level I love. I wish I could get at that level.\u201d Shelly laughed at her comment, until she realized what it might have conveyed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra must have liked the underside of the comment. \u201cI try to live at a different level. I invite people up here. Small gifts help.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cCards do, certainly.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOther gifts too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOther things?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra stared into Shelly\u2019s eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDo you still have them?\u201d Alessandra asked slowly, dragging out her words.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDo I have what?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/tiani-3\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"image-banner alignnone wp-image-47308 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/tiani-3-lelo.jpg\" alt=\"lelo tiani sex toy\" width=\"930\" height=\"336\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/tiani-3-lelo.jpg 930w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/tiani-3-lelo-300x108.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/tiani-3-lelo-768x277.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/01\/tiani-3-lelo-770x278.jpg 770w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 930px) 100vw, 930px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThey\u2019re tiny and they\u2019re white and I wore them.\u201d She raised her eyebrows. A smile smeared over her mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly suddenly blushed and touched the tip of her nose with her left hand.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou do!\u201d Alessandra\u2019s smile then brightened her face until she began to laugh. She grabbed Shelly\u2019s right hand. \u201cWhere are they? Keeping them in a special spot? Have you, uh, washed them?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly tried to tug free. Alessandra wouldn\u2019t release her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra said, \u201cI knew you\u2019d be surprised. You probably fell flat-ass backward.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly tugged again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Before letting go, Alessandra offered, \u201cThere\u2019s another surprise, since you loved the first present.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAnother surprise?\u201d Shelly asked immediately. Her mouth salivated<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDo you want it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYes.\u201d Shelly barked her answer. She felt that her bark came out too quickly. All the desires and feelings that Shelly had tried to stamp out reignited to an even higher temperature.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra changed the subject from a new gift.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWill you take me to your studio? I have had this urge to see the fur coat again.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly wanted instead to get her present. It was intriguing and stirred her deep in her stomach. However, she gave in to Alessandra\u2019s request. \u201cI guess we can.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">An hour later, Shelly unlocked the door. Alessandra rushed to the closet. Despite it unnecessary, Shelly called, \u201cIt\u2019s in the closet.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Out came the small Latina lady covered, from ears to ankles, in the heavy fur. She spun like she did weeks ago when she first wore it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly stood there like a mother watching her young daughter pretend she was a ballerina, enjoying her coat rise higher and higher the faster she spun.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra slowed until the fur dropped off her again. \u201cI have dreamed about this fur. It changed me. You changed me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou have the face. Not me. I didn\u2019t do anything except\u2014\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNo,\u201d Alessandra interrupted, \u201cyou changed me by offering an opportunity. I feel like I owe you something in return.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra stepped to Shelly. She pulled her arms from the sleeves of the coat.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly stepped back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou have done plenty,\u201d Shelly said. \u201cMy clients are happy and intrigued. You would be astounded by how many calls I get for more pictures of you. They are practically begging. A photographer couldn\u2019t be more grateful for that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra stepped toward her again. \u201cI know they are begging. I got the thousand dollars in my bank account.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly stepped back. Alessandra stepped forward.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhat can I do for you personally, Shelly? Not for Shelly the photographer. Not for Shelly the businesswoman. I mean for you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI, uh, I don\u2019t know,\u201d she said, feeling awkward.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou said some things during our last photoshoot. Those things were so hot to hear.\u201d Alessandra lowered her chin, focusing a ferocious stare.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She opened the fur and enveloped Shelly, pushing her tiny body hard against Shelly\u2019s.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhat do you want, Shelly?\u201d Alessandra said at a steady pace, on the verge of growling. She touched Shelly\u2019s cheek.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly\u2019s throat tightened. Her thoughts blurred. A bolt of energy shot up her spine. She knew what she wanted. She had fantasized about it for months while looking at the images of Alessandra. But speaking those fantasies aloud when she didn\u2019t expect it was nearly impossible.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra urged her on. \u201cYou have to tell me. I can\u2019t guess. I won\u2019t guess.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra leaned in. With her mouth at her ear, she whispered. \u201cTell me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her small lips brushed Shelly\u2019s earlobe.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly murmured, \u201cI want \u2026 I want what Gerardo has.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra looked into Shelly\u2019s eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI can do that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her tongue reached out for Shelly\u2019s, and they kissed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Feeling her lips and exploring tongue, Shelly was astounded. Her blurry mind went blind caused by the passion that she had desired for so long and had tried to squash. The heavy fur and the two women inside, who were furious with passion, blasted the level of heat in that small place.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra\u2019s left hand cup Shelly\u2019s breast. Her thumb and forefinger on her right hand grazed Shelly\u2019s chin.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra broke the kiss, taking deep breaths. She wiped the corners of her mouth as if she had just voraciously eaten dessert.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI do a lot to Gerardo. Is there anything you want from me? Anything. I\u2019m willing right now to do it,\u201d Alessandra urged.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI want you to &#8230;\u201d And, this time, she pressed into Alessandra with a kiss. She moved her hands across the spindly body. She had wanted to touch her, not just grab her through a camera lens.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This time though, Shelly broke the kiss. She led Alessandra by her hand to the divan sofa that she used as a prop for shoots. Alessandra sat down and looked surprised when Shelly resisted sitting next to her. Instead, Alessandra gasped when Shelly knelt and put her hands on Alessandra\u2019s inner thighs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOpen your legs.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cBut \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDo it.\u201d Shelly was blunt.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra hiked up her dress and leaned back on the sofa. She took a deep breath before spreading her legs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly pushed her face into the lap of the little Latina. Shelly felt the humidity and musk between those legs. She licked the bald pussy. Shelly glossed the light labia and glazed the deeper folds.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra\u2019s body jolted at the touch.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cGod, Shelly, this is \u2026 Wow!\u201d Now Alessandra muttered incoherently.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Meanwhile, Shelly prodded her tongue up and down, right to left, through the heat and wetness. Finally, she found Alessandra\u2019s special spot. Alessandra began to speak furiously fast in Spanish. The woman began pulsing her hips. She grabbed the edge of the divan. One foot lifted to the sofa, widening her legs. She squealed like a crazed woman.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Eventually, Shelly rose. Her face was reddened and covered in a sheen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra pulled Shelly above her. \u201cI never get that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly sat on the edge of the sofa, shoulders slumped and sweeping her hair from her sticky face. She was tired but extremely pleased.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly turned to Alessandra. \u201cI\u2019ve wanted that since I first saw you in the downward dog position on the roof. Remember that?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHow could I forget? Can we go to your apartment?\u201d Alessandra asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMy apartment?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYeah, there\u2019s more space.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">They headed to Shelly\u2019s home.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra was surprised when she went into the living room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou kept my cards! That is so kind.\u201d She hugged Shelly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cDo you think I would throw them away? No way.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly sat on the couch, but Alessandra objected to the sofa.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2019ve not seen your bedroom in a long time.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She tugged Shelly to her feet.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When Shelly was standing, Alessandra kissed her briefly before turning to the bedroom. She paused.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI wonder where you kept something else of mine,\u201d she said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOh no, not \u2026\u201d Shelly felt Alessandra was stepping into her private life. She had just put her face into the most private place on Alessandra\u2019s body, but this was different. It revealed a lot about herself that she was unsure about sharing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhere are they, Shelly? Show me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAlessandra.\u201d Shelly said her name slowly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cIn your nightstand?\u201d She smiled. \u201cOr maybe in a box with other toys.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly rested against the queen-sized bed, with her arms crossed, while her friend grew ever more intrigued.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cShelly, I know they\u2019re here. They were too much of a special present,\u201d Alessandra said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cIt was a present for sure. A surprise.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cCan I see them?\u201d She showed her puppy-dog eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly exhaled, as if frustrated, and walked to the head of the bed. She reached into her pillowcase. She paused before pulling them out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/sila-cruise\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"toy-banner alignnone wp-image-46650 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/10\/call-her-daddy-favorite-sex-toy.jpg\" alt=\"call her daddy sila lelo\" width=\"850\" height=\"425\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/10\/call-her-daddy-favorite-sex-toy.jpg 850w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/10\/call-her-daddy-favorite-sex-toy-300x150.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/10\/call-her-daddy-favorite-sex-toy-768x384.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/10\/call-her-daddy-favorite-sex-toy-770x385.jpg 770w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 850px) 100vw, 850px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI can\u2019t believe I\u2019m doing this,\u201d Shelly said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI can\u2019t believe I left them here. I\u2019m not that freaky. But I did it for you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly removed the white panties and let them dangle from her thumb and forefinger.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra smiled brightly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWill you put them on?\u201d Alessandra asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMe! I couldn\u2019t get them passed my thigh. You\u2019re tiny.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThen let me put them on again.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI want to keep them.\u201d Shelly held the white underwear close to her chest.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI will give them back. I just think you will like them better if I am wearing them while I\u2019m burning hot.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cBurning hot?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYes.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly held out the panties.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra bent over to slid both legs into the panties.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She asked, \u201cDid you like the smell of them? Did it remind you of me?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly slowly nodded.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cCan I do something else that will remind you of me?\u201d Alessandra asked. Her sultry eyes returned.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly didn\u2019t move.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra unbuttoned Shelly\u2019s light blouse and then released her hefty breasts from her full-size bra.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra put her cheek against one breast and gently stroked the flesh with her fingers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Like a young girl, she asked, \u201cMommy, can I suck your titties?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly\u2019s eyes widened.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra\u2019s pink tongue stretched out and flicked the pink nipple. She went on to consume the flesh with her entire mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly stroked the glistening black hair, tucking it behind Alessandra\u2019s petite ear. Soon moans were escaping from Shelly\u2019s mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She yipped when Alessandra began to lick and suckle the other breast.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly had not had such attention in a long time. Luna came to mind. Their lovely night in Puerto Vallarta.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra wasn\u2019t Luna though. Instead, she seemed unlike her. Alessandra continued to glance up as she attended to the hanging tits. Alessandra would ask if Shelly was enjoying it. Luna, on the other hand, controlled the night.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Goosebumps popped up across Shelly\u2019s belly when the Latina placed her lips lower and lower on her body. She arrived at the band of Shelly\u2019s pants and the beige panties underneath.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra looked up again for permission.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMommy, will you let me pull down your panties?\u201d she asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly was overwhelmed by all of this. She didn\u2019t expect it. It was so unexpected that she struggled to answer the woman who was on her knees before her. Shelly just nodded.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The spindly fingers unbuttoned the pants and pulled them down. Then they peeled back the panties. Soon, appearing before Alessandra, was a mass of chestnut-colored hair. Without looking away from the bush, Alessandra tugged the underwear to the floor.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly sat on the bed. Her mind finally formed the important words to make this move ahead. \u201cEat me. I\u2019ve waited and waited for this.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra raised Shelly\u2019s large thighs and opened them. Her wet pussy unfolded until the pink appeared perfectly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly was completely open to Alessandra, everything exposed. Her heels were pointed upward and toward the walls because she was spreading so wide.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Looking over her breasts and down her belly, Shelly witnessed the face of Alessandra disappear into her lap. The first lick twisted Shelly\u2019s back and tightened her butt. It was slow and deep. The following strokes were quick, leaving behind flashes of pleasure.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly only saw the straight, black hair. A halo reflecting off the glistening hair moved as Alessandra bobbed up and down on Shelly\u2019s pussy. It reminded Shelly of gobbling up fresh watermelon on a hot summer afternoon.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAlessandra \u2026 Alessandra \u2026 yes, yes. You\u2019re right there. Keep going.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly pounded the mattress and grimaced when she felt Alessandra\u2019s finger slide in deeply, while her mouth still moved in a new rhythm. Like Luna had, Alessandra brought Shelly to a unique, series of peaks, rolling throughout her body. Firecrackers and honey drips. Wind gusts and pine prickles. She orgasmed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly\u2019s legs dropped over the side of the bed, essentially paralyzed. Her arms were weak.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The tiny Alessandra climbed up Shelly and placed a long kiss on her lips. Shelly\u2019s face had a gloss with Alessandra\u2019s essence. 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I want you to remember me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shelly finally sat up, wiping her forehead. \u201cThat was \u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI need to leave for now, but can we meet soon? I don\u2019t want to wait as long as we last did.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI have some photography ideas. We\u2019ll flesh them out together.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alessandra kissed her once more and left. 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