Snake girl was now pushing and pulling the entire length of the stick through Vicky’s pussy lips. The camera man had moved in to get close ups of th... action. I looked at my watch. They’d been at it for fifteen minutes already. Even though the boys were feeling up the finest woman they’d ever be with, they seemed ready to move on. I looked over at Christina. She had grabbed my arm in both hands. One breast was pressed into my side and her eyes were glued to the monitor. “Look at her! She’s so. I was told off for dancing too many times with you.” “Girlfriend? Where is she now?” “Somewhere in SE Asia. She’s stopped emailing me so she’s an ex-girlfriend.” “So we can start again?” “Yes, but are you Trudi or Jutta?” “Trudi. That is my real name. I use Jutta for one night stands that might not work out.” “The first thing you said was my dress was low cut. Do you like breasts?” “I liked Jutta’s. I can’t see yours. I have felt them against me. They feel great.” Trudi untied the bow at the. I set them carefully on the nightstand, closed the drawer, and filled the empty glass on the nightstand with water. Even though I had the house to myself, I still closed the door behind me. I love having privacy, and it made the mood more intimate. I laid down on the bed, and stretched my arms and legs out. I put my hands on the pillows next to my head, and started breathing easy and relaxing as the sun cast its dying light through the picture window and on to my naked flesh. I felt the. Jacket, skirt,blouse... that was as far as I got before I let myself peek over myshoulder at the mirror."Oh shit oh shit; just don't look." Without looking down, I peeled offmy pantyhose, padded panties and bra. At that point, I didn't reallyneed to confirm anything, but I did need to look. I sucked in a deepbreath and turned to face the mirror's brutal honesty. A terrifiedyoung girl, wearing nothing but too much make-up, was staring back atme."Oh shit oh shit ohSHIToh shit... how the hell is.