You glance over to me, as I unbutton my jeans, and lick your lips. ‘Does it turn you on, watching me undress?’ I ask accusingly. You smirk and loo... back to your book. ‘How about if I do it more slowly’ I ask, grabbing your attention again. I draw my t-shirt up over my torso and toss it to the ground, watching you the whole time. I then thrust my hands down my jeans, pulling them down in the process, leaving only my boxers. ‘Would you like me to take these off as well?’ I ask presumptuously. You. ” Wonka spoke with his usual final certainty, not looking directly at anyone. “Albeit a rather anthropomorphized version. It happens every time with the bacon course, I’m afraid. We’d had it corrected with the roast beef, but seeing as you wanted something else…”“Get… oink… away from me!” the pig-girl squealed at Mike, as much a desperate request as a demand. Still chomping away, her gassy indiscretions continued worse than ever. Sam could no longer bear to even look at her, so embarrassed was. Nin was translating. ‘Chai says your hair nice but in bad shape so he will do his best.’ OK, I thought I could always go back to the wig if all else fails. The mirror in front of me had been covered so I couldn't see what was going on. Chai began to cut and to be honest I drifted off as he worked. He was chatting away to Nin and there was a lot of giggling going on between the two of them. I hoped it wasn't at my expense. He seemed to be taking an age, but I was kept supplied with juice and all. He is an experienced boy and will take care of your needs." Oh God! What words to use! Then he went away.The boy took command. At his instruction she wore a skimpy blouse without any bra. Her massive tits bulged out, splitting the wide V-neck opening even wider, exposing a lot of her tits. Then she had to wear a micro-mini flaring skirt without any panties. The already aroused Sarah didn't object to what she was asked to wear. She was worried that the boy might laugh at her modesty if she.