I very quietly opened the door and climbed back to bed, alongside Karol. As I pulled the covers up to turnover and go to sleep, Karol turned and opene... her eyes."Well, Michael ... was she as good as me? Or Louise?" You knew what? Explain it to me, I feel so ... dirty right now, Karol." I was crying again, of course."Michael, I spoke to Ruthie earlier, while you were getting ready for bed. She wanted to know how you were doing, concerning Louise?" What do you mean concerning Louise, Karol?" She. You do your best to smile and snap photographs as your are told, not paying attention, but doing your job despite despising it in almost every capacity. At least you get to look at scantily clad celebrities. As demure as they all appear, they're dresses all have on explicit purpose. Draw attention. And that is achieved with short hems and steep cleavage. There could be worse things to stare at. However, becoming a glorified photographer was not what you had in mind for your evening. In fact, as. As I did I started to touch myself. Someone yelled for me to strip and I couldn’t say no. I started to unbutton the last 3 buttons and then slowly moved the shirt from my shoulders. I threw it on the floor and reached around for the zipper on my skirt. I turned around so the whole room could see my ass and pussy as I slowly pushed my skirt to the floor and kicked it off. Now I was naked and horny. I squatted down and Anthony came over and put two fingers into my soaking wet pussy. I was grabbed. My hands trembled as i touched his elastic of his shorts. My heart was hammering onto my chest, i slowly pulled his shorts, his tiny pubic hair came into view. He started laughing. I asked him to lift his butt so that i can pull his shorts down. He obediently lifted himself. I pulled down his shorts completely. I saw his penis. It was huge. it was standing erect pointing at me. I felt dizzy. I regained my composure. i started looking for the mole. I made him turn around. he was fully naked now..