Watching her dance with him, I could see a little more what she had underneath her slip as well. Her nylons weren't pantyhose; they were stockings wit... a lacy top ending just below her skimpy pettipants (ruffled panties designed for people to see when the girl twirls her skirt). Red-shirt guy was wearing a much nicer light blue western shirt and dark blue tie. His nametag said his name's Brian, from the big city of Halfway, Oregon (halfway between somewhere and nowhere!). He was still. Stern would look on this favorably if she should popin to check on us.?What the girls did not know was that in each and every room in themansion were hidden cameras and microphones. No place in the house wasabsent from visual and audio surveillance.Ms. Stern had retreated to her observation room to monitor the girlsand was very pleased to see what Priscilla had done. Not only had sheorganized the girls to follow her instructions but had devised a wayto make sure they ALL understood the rules. She could feel her orgasm coming on. Brent recognised the tightness of her pussy so he simply stood up and moved to the side, putting a hand on her hip and pulling her against him as he began rubbing her clit. Alice cried out as she was sent over the edge and felt herself squirt for the first time. It was intense and her legs quivered. That was the first time she had ever squirt and was a bit shaken up from how hard it had been. Brent leaned down and began sucking on her swollen clit, sliding. I was hooked. I had a spotting scope for looking at targets when I was shooting, and I used it ... a lot.” I gave a snorting laugh. “When you watched me jerk off, I was probably thinking of you.”Loren looked at me like I’d grown a third eye. She shook her head. “I can’t believe it!”“Believe it. I wanted to try to get to know you better, too. I had no idea how, and I got so nervous around you, that I was probably a total dork.” I laughed again.“Oh, my God! I had no idea! Two dumb kids!” She.