Icould be in a room filled with a thousand people, or it could be justme, alone with the cameras, the lights, the oil on my cock, the voice ofthe anno...ncer, and my thoughts.I don't move. I freeze. I'm a statue. If I stay quiet, maybe they willleave me alone. But I know that's wrong. The world wants me to dosomething, anything, to entertain them, to give them a reason to like meor to hate me. I just stand there."Kip, would you mind terribly striking a pose for us?" the announcerasks in his. .substantial?” Greg gulped as he looked back and forth between his boss and Sylvia. The President remained emotionless and solemn; Sylvia on the other hand looked excited and was eying Greg's body through her glasses. Greg's body shook with small tremors; he admitted to himself to be attracted to Sylvia, but he didn't expect for Sylvia to return his lustful yearning. Sylvia uncrossed her legs and inched towards the edge of her seat, moving her body closer and closer to Greg. A moment ago,. I whispered to Daddy, “I think I need some more spankings; I am still feeling very slutty.” I held my breath not sure what to expect next.Instead of more spankings, Daddy did something I never imagined him doing: he plunged three fingers deep into my pussy causing my body to spasm. I felt my hips and legs shake and my nipples suddenly got firm. “Oh, Daddy…” I moaned under my breath as Daddy buried his fingers deeper and deeper into my very wet pussy pushing on my g-spot. I had never felt. Deepika aa aaha maan oh maan !! Maan chilla rahee thee. Mainne uskee ek nahi sunee uskee bur peeta raha. Mera lauda to jaise qutub meenaar jaisa seedha khada ho gaya tha. Mainne kareeb 20 minat to bas deepika kee nasheelee choot ka sevan kiya aur aankhe band karake peeta raha.Freinds, uske baad mainne apane kapade utaar die aur nanga ho gaya. Mainne apanee saindo baniyaan bhi nikaal dee. Udhar mainne deepika kee laal maiksee bhi nikaal dee. Unakee bra bhi nikaal dee. Unakee paintee to main.