Bernadette looked at me, her face flushed, a soft pink hue spreading across her cheeks. It was incredibly hot seeing such a confident, well-toned woman, who carried herself with strength, now blushing for me while completely bare. She had a striking figure, honed from rigorous training, with a body that didn't lean towards overt sexiness but radiated firmness and sensuality. Her muscles were subtle, toned just enough to highlight her curves, and her breasts were full, sitting perfectly without sagging. It was an erotic sight, a balance between strength and allure that drew my eyes to every inch of her.
"Bernadette," I called her name, my voice steady. "I'm going first with you. Are you ready?"
"Y-Yes…" she stammered, stepping forward hesitantly. Her embarrassment was evident as her ears were burning red, and she instinctively crossed her arms over her chest to shield herself.
