" Bettina wusste, dass Sie gegen Igor keine Chance hatte, versuchte es aber trotzdem. "Bitte lassen Sie mich in Ruhe! Ich habe Ihnen doch nichts getan..." Aber Igor lächelte nur, griff ihr an die Brustwarzen und begann sie langsam durch die Bluse hindurch zu drücken und zu drehen. Bettina stöhnte auf. "Nein, nicht, ich will nicht!" Aber Igor lies sich nicht erweichen und machte weiter. Bettina stöhnte immer lauter. Sie wusste, dass sie verloren hatte, wenn er ihre Titten erst einmal ausgepackt. She was wearing her extra long sweat-shirt. I didn't know it then but was soon going to find out that was all she had on. I was just able to turn the video recorder off before she entered the room. I was just a little self-conscious and didn't want to give the impression that sex was all I had on my mind. I don't think I was fooling anyone. I mumbled that I would take a shower as soon as Joan was out of the bathroom and no sooner having said that I head her down the hall announce she was out.. Her breasts were beautiful. They were firm but not the fake firmness of implants. She had nicely shaped nipples. Pale pink and about the size of a quarter around the areola. They were soft now, but in a few moments they would be hard and he could take another picture of that. He liked her stomach, it was softly rounded. Her skin was taut but not too tight like those girls who did all those exercises and didn’t know how to be womanly. He touched it, warm and smooth, slightly tanned. He smiled. I quickly bolted from her room and hid the clothesunder the pillow in my room.As I heard her feet on the stairs I hurriedly locked myself inthe bathroom that adjoined our two rooms and ran the bathwater.I heard her call out to me when she entered my room "Danny, isthat you?" Yeah, what's up?" I answered."Nothing, I'm going out on a date and need to hustle out, can Icome in and grab a few things?"It wasn't uncommon for one of us to pop into the bathroom andgrab a personal item while the other.