scott-50301738 @scott-50301738
As I stepped out of the car, the bright Texas sun danced across my toned physique. My blonde locks cascaded down my back like a waterfall, framing my petite face and accentuating my perky breasts. The denim miniskirt, now pulled up to reveal my shaved pussy, was just one of many tools in my arsenal for getting attention from the good guys. I had always been a bit of a wild child, so it was no surprise that I ended up in this line of work.
Growing up in Dallas, I learned how to use my charm and beauty to get what I wanted. My friends would often joke that I could talk my way out of anything - or into anything, for that matter! But when it came down to it, there was no one better at getting guys to do my bidding than me.
As I posed in front of the Camaro, I couldn't help but think about all the times I'd done this before. The photo shoots, the parties, the countless nights spent on the prowl for a new conquest... And yet, despite it all, I still felt like there was something missing. A certain level of satisfaction that only came from giving myself over to my desires completely. And as I lifted my skirt up just a little bit higher, I knew exactly what I needed.
