[The mass release will be in a few hours. Sorry for the delay—I'm having to rewrite a few chapters.]
Ophelia walked up to Ethan, bending her knees slightly as she turned in a graceful motion, presenting her back to him.
With delicate fingers, she caught the hem of her black leather skirt and slowly pulled it up, revealing her voluptuous buttocks covered by nothing but her usual pantyhose—this time, a pristine white pair instead of her customary black.
The sheer fabric stretched taut over her ample flesh, clinging to every curve like a second skin and disappearing into the deep crease between her buttocks.
She lowered herself calmly onto Ethan's lap, the bench creaking faintly beneath their combined weight as she pressed her full, perfect ass against his groin.
A slight sway of her hips was all it took for her soft flesh to nestle perfectly against him, the supple weight of her ass molding to the contours of his lap.
