From my vantage point, I was finding it difficult to gauge if Marcus alone was turning Michelle on or her knowledge of being videoed. My guess was a d...lightful combination of both, plus the alcohol. He bent forward and sucked her perfect nipples, first the left then the right, as his hand kneaded the other breast. He chewed greedily on each and rolled it firmly between his teeth. He pulled on it, extending the engorged flesh away from her rounded orb. Michelle arched her back and fed her tits. ..” He muttered. Laura coughed roughly, and dark crimson blood trickled from the corner of her lip. The man stopped and looked down at her once more. This time, however, his gaze was predatory and lustful.“You’re still alive?” He sounded surprised as he knelt down beside her. Rough hands grasped at her belt, pulling it apart before undoing her jeans. He yanked Laura’s jeans and plain blue panties down to her knees in one swift motion. She couldn’t do anything meaningful to struggle as she lay. Except for your shoes, you are naked in a room full of strangers. The hands and fingers continue to explore. As you stand there, they are stroking and squeezing your ass, fondling your tits, touching your legs, your stomach, neck and face all feel the light touch of fingers. Your nipples are squeezed and pinched. Then you feel a hand between your legs, sliding up to your pussy. The fingers outline your lips, up and down, sliding in a little, not in you but just under the lip almost. Sharon hit the curtain at a run, light applause following her. ‘Give it up for Charlene, everyone,’ the bored DJ recited, ‘as she comes back fully nude for your enjoyment. Keep those dollars working, guys, and ask any of these lovely ladies for a private dance in our back room.’ Sharon stood in front of the mirror, watching herself shiver and quake in the hot room, a dozen contradictory thoughts racing through her mind. Dena walked up, placed and hand on Sharon’s shoulders and squeezed. ‘It’s.