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Gangbang in the Casino
(Nicola Diaz)

My dress still lay at the foot of my bed, and I smiled again at the thought of making my grand appearance at the casino.  It wouldn't be unusual for me to garner a large sum of attention, as this was what tended to happen, especially when I really ratcheted up the sensuality factor.  I picked up the dress and held it to the sunlight.  It had an almost translucent shimmer to it, and I just knew that my client would think it was amazing.  



I slid out of my pajamas and had a good hard look at my figure in the full-length mirror.  Six years as a dancer had given me a trim yet curvy physique.  I admired the shape of my legs and their obvious toned muscle.  I looked at my breast and then shook them back and forth a few times.  Even without a bra, they were firm and round, like ripe and ready oranges.



I leaned forward and did a little dance, pretending to perform for my client in Vegas.  I gave my ass a playful smack and then pouted in the mirror.  If there was anything I knew about this mysterious meeting, it was that my client was not going to be disappointed.  I was proud of my body and the confidence showed wherever I went.  After looking at my golden locks and deciding to wear them down for the meeting. I turned away from the mirror and decided to get dressed.



I pulled the dress off the hanger and then unzipped the zipper.  Then I put on a pair of black leather thong panties and a matching leather bra.  I loved how the black accentuated my creamy skin tone, and I was confident that they made my breasts look as plump and tantalizing as they could.  I slid on a pair of fishnet stocking, and then had another look at myself in the mirror.