She was moaninginto the tape wound around her lower face. But it seemed asif her moans weren't that of distress but arousal. Ursulawas lying next to h...r, inserting the buzzing "thing"deeper into her as she watched the maid's spasmic movements. Shestroked the maid's hair and wiped the sweat formed on herforehead. Willie came back with the young girlover his shoulder. He carried a couple of bedsheets with hisfree hand. "Ursula, meet Lily, Mrs.Pudovkin's niece" He lowered Lily's struggling body. This was the first season of Star Search and after contacting a number of people, we were told to show up at The Earl Carroll Theatre on Sunset Boulevard at 4pm, two hours before filming.We met Al Masini, the creator of the show and Sam Riddle, who wrote, narrated and produced the show.Backstage, with a good deal of noise going on, we were asked to sing a cappella to 'find out if we were any good, ' as Mr. Riddle had described.Joan broke into "Always on My Mind" and I joined her, three lines. The native noticed this and started stroking Mindy’s soft, short bush. His index finger teased its way up and down across her hair, always stopping just above her cunt lips.Mindy felt her hips rocking back and forth at this teasing stimulation. But she froze and went rigid when his probing finger suddenly slipped lower and inserted itself in her cunt hole.“IIIIIIIIEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH,” she screamed, her leg muscles tensing and thrusting on to her tiptoes as she attempted to escape the finger. All around people were dancing, many ofthem in colourful tribal costumes, to the heady rhythmic beat of drums and astrange stringed instrument about the size of a base guitar but which was onlya box with a pole and a string. Despite the apparent crudity, it made a deep,resonant sound. The women wore brightly decorated headwear and skirts anddanced bare breasted; the older, less firm ones flopped in all directions andcombined with the erotic movements, I rightly deduced that this was some sortof.