“There’s only one way to find out...”Sharon smiles, stands, and then reaches out toward us to clap her hands infront of the camera ... On the cl...p, we cut to almost exactly the same image – except that our guest is now completely naked ... Very slim, fairly shapeless, with that long blonde hair hanging down and hiding her small boobs. Her pussy is a reasonably tended triangle of short, thick, fair hair that confirms she is a natural blonde. She’s smiling nervously and looking right at. She hadn’t expected him to be quite so blunt but she was turned on by this game and she stood unquestioningly. Her t-shirt hit the floor, then her shorts. She hesitated a moment but before he had to tell her she dropped her bra and then panties with them.Uncle Parichaya bit his lip and smiled. “Very nice,” he almost whispered. “Pick up your panties.”“What?” Vardhi thought she heard him wrong.“You said to test you and I am. I want to know just how much of a slut I have on my hands before we. Fuc..." The patio was smooth and cold, the garden shed ahead. She pulled open the door, tools, a mower, a dog cage. She led me to the cage, reached inside and pulled out a blanket, laid it across the top of the cage, then gently lowered me forwards onto it, legs spread, body resting on the frame, just as well, I didn't think I could stand on my own, not right then. "I'll be back." The darkness rose up, drowning me.I lay there in the darkness, trying to ignore the pain, the slow dripping that. I didn’t think I would ever need her as much as I did at that moment. But that wasn’t possible. She wasn’t here, she would never be here again. Suddenly, I found myself reaching for my pocket knife. It wasn’t in my pocket and I felt myself panic. I’m sure I looked like a madman, running around my bedroom searching for that damn knife. But it was nowhere that I looked. I was panting, my breath coming in small, short gasps. Leaning against my closet door, I slid down to the floor and sat there,.