Shae is among the practitioners, attending eagerly to a soft-bodied man under the starlight. Covered from head to toe in the slippery nuru gel, Shae sensuously slides her whole body up and down her client's front, rubbing him down with every possible inch of herself. Her slippery skin strokes him. Her breasts slip over his hips. Her shiny butt and drooling pussy glide in circles over his chest. Her mouth fills with his cock, her lips drawing up and down the shaft.
Shae uses the frame of the chair as a toehold, keeping herself in place. It takes practice to stay put when there is so little fiction to work with. Especially when rubbing her slippery skin all over her nude client feels so nice.
"Take me in, watch with me," the client requests, once the warning shot bursts overhead. His hands grope Shae's butt, stilling her undulations.
Shae pivots upright, smiling at him over her shoulder as she slides herself down and curls back, laying down on top him with her back to his chest and her head on his shoulder. Angling her hips just right, she catches his throbbing erection in the cleft of her vulva, and offers up a pleased sigh when the man thrusts up and his cock slides into her waiting sheath. His arms go around her, latching on to play with her and hold her down.
Shae relaxes into it, eager, but pliant and unobtrusive. It's her job to accommodate his intimate preferences, to provide a sexual outlet at his whim without distracting him from the show, and she prides herself on the quality of her work. It is a delicate balance to maintain, after all.