In the meantime, I need you to slice these zucchini. Let's try for something different ... Slice them at 45°, say about 3 millimeters..." How much?" ...h, sorry. An eighth of an inch thick." Okay." And then, afterwards, I'd like you to julienne these carrots. After we've sautéed the vegetables, I'll show you how to sculpt an apple into a swan as a plate decoration. It's really easy and it gives a special touch to the table service."That evening, at the coffee bar by the pool, Tori brought Debra. Blood rushed to Casey's extended peak as Blair bit down softly onto it. The heat that filled it as Blair nibbled slowly, sent pleasurable pulses through her body. Casey felt the vibrations enter the nerve endings of her again dampening crevice. She felt the warmth fill her labia and also her clit this time. It felt like her sexual place of entry was actually elongating itself. Then Blair's hand passed over it.There was a gasp of air in the dining room from the food consumers as Blair petted. A car went by with teens in it and honked as they could see her tits. He told her to turn so they could see both her tits and give them a show. She turned to the window and the boys stayed by the car staring at her tits. He then told her to play with her nipples as they watched. She then rubbed and pulled her nipples putting on a show for the boys. As she played with her tits for the boys, he reached under her skirt and pulled her panties down and found her pussy. As he watched her entertain. I panted, gasping for breath as he pounded me, his rhythm as fast as my racing heart.“Wonderful,” said a voice in my earphones, interrupting Barry White’s gravely crooning. “Looks great.”I quivered, each word translated into electric pulses which surged toward my pussy, the negative terminal, and merged with the delicious burn of fat cock stretching muscular walls.“Oh yes, splendid.”I sighed… moaned. With three cameras and ten sets of human eyes watching my every move, I’d never been so.