"He walks behind me again, and lets me stand up. Victor comes over and picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. He positions me over his cock, ...nd slides me down. This is something we've done plenty of times, and it confuses me slightly. 'What is Gage going to do?'I bite my lip and moan as I take Victor all the way in. His hands go to my ass and spread my cheeks apart, and I feel Gage come up behind me. I start to panic. "Wh-what what are you doing? No, not there please!"I feel Gage. “I won’t be long, don’t move at all until I get back.” he barked.While she was blindfolded, naked and kneeling in front of his tent she heard him scuffing about undergrowth; yet her tits and her nipples betrayed her excitement; her cunt was juicing-up and she had an urge to frig herself!The snap of a twig jerked her back to reality. Heart racing she strained to hear another sound. Was someone there? Oh my God. What if someone is just standing there, watching me? She agonized over whether to. This was quickly followed by her skirt, and she slipped her knickers off with it.Meanwhile the Dean's had had snaked its way under Sharon's sweater and was stroking her back. She shuddered as he did this and he looked at her quizzically."Cold hand," she explained and he smiled. "Too bad," he remarked, moving the hand round her, and on to her bare breast.Maria stood before him, barely a couple of feet away, stark naked and rather apprehensive, watching her friend's sweater undulate in an odd. After the reception – maybe an hour, we’ll limo with a few others a few blocks to a restaurant for a late dinner. Don and Cricket will join us along with a lot of studio folk. We shouldn’t be disturbed there. If you dare, you could make some patronizing comments to the magazine guys about how wonderful the film was, how proud you are of Cricket and me, how you look forward to the sequel, and so on. If they ask your name, I recommend you smile or say something inane that they’ll never use.”“So,.