Less bed, more body. Now it’s pretty much only her in the shot.She is still rubbing her pussy and alternating to her tits every so often. She licks ...er fingers and moans like the taste is heavenly, I’m sure it is.She is still rubbing. She starts dipping her fingers in her honey-pot to keep them wet. She’s really going to town on it now. Continuously rubbing her tits with her other hand and going in and out of her pussy with her other. She starts concentrating the efforts on her clit. Rubbing it. ." Don't gripe about it," she said. "Read the script first. It's wayfunnier. Besides, you'll be facing the audience. I want them to seeyour facial reactions. The only person who'll see anything is, well,Uncle Leo." That's reassuring," I said."So," Mandy said to Missy, "make sure you pick the right kind ofpanties for the scene." Is the audience going to see them at all?" Missy asked."We're still deciding that, so assume that they will..."SMACK!"Ow! Son of a bitch!">From the audience, I heard. It was feeling good and I didn’t want anyone to know. I was thrashing my head from side to side…”No…don’t” I mumbled. His hand was on my stomach, pulling my skin back…lifting my clit…a nose, a thumb…it was too, too good. I couldn’t help myself and lifted for more of his wonderful tongue.His tongue was slipping in me and along my cunt walls as I twisted from side to side…I opened my eyes and saw Brett in the shadows…he just stood there, watching me…the Bastard! But what could he do? I hated. It seemed so slutty and wrong, but I loved the feeling. I could feel my pussy getting soaked already, before even leaving my room.I went to my morning classes, then lunch. I finally made it to my break time. I went right to my masturbation spot. I saw several gorgeous girls there already it looked like they working together in a study group. I recognized one of them, her name was Christina. She played volleyball and was beautiful. She was a brunette and had C cups. Her butt was her best feature.