My stomach was churning, was my worst fear about to come true, was she having an affair? At about 8.15 a black Range Rover pulled up outside our house... I looked at it with a sense of relief, the personal registration plate was one I recognised – Melissa, Hayley’s closest friend was visiting her I assumed for a girly night. So I was a bit surprised to see Melissa, her husband Trevor, Melissa’s sister Deborah and her husband Phil, all get out of the car and make their way into the house, what. Eventually Barbie broke their kiss, looked at me standing naked at the door with my mouth hanging open and my cock jutting out, then said, “You know, I have to wonder if he really is as slow to take a hint as he seems to be, or if he’s just doing it to annoy us?” Ivy turned to face me, her pink lips a little puffy from the mauling they’d been receiving from Barbie’s deep kisses, her cheeks flushed and her eyes a bit unfocused. She spoke a bit more plainly though, never being one to beat around. Her green eyes burned with interest as she spoke. "We record on Thursday evenings. You will have to be nude on camera, but your face will be obscured at all times. So what do you think?"My mind swam with her proposal. A thousand dollars to get naked on camera in front of at least one incredibly hot woman and no risk of being identified. "Sure", I answered surprising myself, "I'll do it." Great!", she said smiling and leaning back on her stool, "Here is the location and time", she pulled. She froze. There was something in her room. She heard the sound of hooves. And then a bristly mouth was thrust into hers. That something was kissing her. She was alarmed and tried to push it back. In her alarm, her right arm fumbled for something to use as a weapon, and hit the lamp switch. The lamp came on, and her eyes widened in shock. It was him. He was no longer bound by the painting. His bronzed face and his luxuriant beard were right in her face. She didn’t have the recourse to look at.