A week, Christmas week, alone together. We bustled back out to the car to unload the groceries we had bought in town (bags of German Christmas special...ties and bottles of schnapps, vodka, brandy). As Anna passed bags to me, we look up at the neighbouring houses. They were all in darkness but for one or two. The whole village looked isolated for the holiday. The thought of being absolutely left alone was a cheering one for us. All we wanted was peace, relaxation, and... some fun. "Hallo. Wie. She gasped and covered up her breasts. The two men grinned and split up, Latrell sitting on the couch, crossing his legs and Tyrone going back over to his desk. "Relax Angel, all successful models have to pose topless and nude sometime." Angela nodded and gulped as she slowly lowered her arms, thrusting out her breasts. At least she wasn't being photographed. "Excellent Angel," said Tyrone looking at the computer. "Now the bottoms please." Angela felt goosebumps forming on her skin as she bent. "Would you like some help with that?" A grey haired man asked her amid chuckles from the others.Connie's eyes were as wide as saucers as she smiled and nodded; never taking the fat cock from her mouth. The grey haired man soon knelt beside her and began squeezing her tits. When she didn't complain he dug his hands into the flesh and started mauling them, much to Connie's and her audiences' delight. With a glance in my direction the man smirked and slid his left hand down her stomach and started. .. um, Ah yes... I can only imagine that," I finally managed. "Damn, this is a whole lot more difficult than I thought it would be," I said silently to myself. I was looking at Andrea and rolled my eyes upwards apologetically, hoping I conveyed to her that I was trying to hurry up with the phone call. Surprisingly, she sat there smiling pleasantly at me and waited."That's ok, take your time," she mouthed at me. Which confused me for a moment until Rhonda got my attention once again."Well? Are.