Scarlett stood in front of you, her eyes filled with anticipation. She was wearing several layers of clothing, and she knew what was coming next. Slowly, she began to rip off her top, revealing a black camisole underneath. With each tear of the fabric, a smile formed on her lips as the sound of the ripping filled the room. She continued to undress, cutting through some of the layers with a pair of scissors. The pencil skirt was the next to go, and she reveled in the feel of the fabric tearing away from her body. As she stood there in her camisole, Scarlett felt a sense of freedom and exhila... Show more