"Well, if that's what you really want…"
She purred, throwing them a teasing glance as her hands slid behind her. With one swift pull, she untied the knot holding her robe together.
The moment the fabric slipped off her shoulders, it was like the air had been sucked out of the room. Her naked form was revealed in all its glory.
Her breasts bounced free, perfectly round and proud, nipples a delicate pink that made Artis audibly mutter...
"Holy shit."
The areolas were flawless—big enough to command attention, but not so big they stole the show.
Then there was her ass. Sweet fucking hell, her ass. Two round, plump globes that seemed sculpted by some perverted god.
The cheeks looked so firm and juicy they practically screamed, bite me.
The crevice between them led to a perfectly sinful wink of her puckered hole, daring them both to stare longer than was appropriate.
"Well? Like what you see?"
