Poppy feels horny after arriving home from a party, where she met a beautiful blonde. Stripteasing out of her cocktail dress, she fantasizes about the blonde while masturbating in her girdle, stockings and stiletto heels.
‘I’ve just got in from a cocktail party, as you can probably guess from what I’m wearing,’ Poppy said, running her hands in their black opera gloves over her body, and giving her hips a little sway under her gorgeous, 1920s cocktail dress. ‘There’s a silk slip underneath my dress, and these 1950s fully-fashioned stockings that feel so good on my legs,’ she said, lifting the front of her dress and revealing her shaved pussy, framed by her open-bottom girdle and taut suspenders pulling on the welts of her black stockings.
‘I’m such a naughty girl, not wearing any panties under my girdle,’ Poppy giggled, ‘but that would just spoil the look, don’t you think?’ She turned to look over her shoulder, a naughty twinkle in her eye as she caressed her arse in the black elastane of the girdle that firmly held her buttocks in place.
‘You may be wondering why I’m back so early.’ Poppy sat down on the red leather sofa, and pulled her dress back over her thighs, revealing the array of suspenders attached to her stockings. ‘Well, I flirted with this tall, blonde girl at the party. She turned me on so much, I came back home just so I can fantasize about her,’ she said, drawing her gloved hands up her stockinged legs. ‘I’m going to get very turned on thinking about her, so I don’t mind if you get your hard cock out for me, while I fantasize.’
Poppy stripped off her dress and slip, running her hands over her red and black lace bra and squeezing her tits inside the cups. She lay back on the leather sofa and felt her pussy between her thighs.
‘I’m so turned on right now, see how wet I am?’ Poppy placed her hand between her thighs and slid her gloved hand over her shaved pussy, her fingers opening the juicy lips the pink slit of her cunt as she began to masturbate openly.