I was an American, a junior executive, and innocent of such things as this. She couldn't possibly hurt me, I thought.Another girl, attractive and defi...itely young enough to still be in her teens, entered the stage dressed in a small, red bikini which seemed oddly out of place at that moment. She released the girl I was supposed to have whipped and then the two of them helped me undress while the hostess watched. I looked around, taking a deep, self-conscious breath because of the three dozen or. I saw the smile she flashed me with those painted lips.To add to my discomfort, a throb started in my jeans. I did my best to ignore the situation as I picked up the first piece of siding to nail in place. I didn't want to look, but like a trained dog I turned my head to see her watching me from the doors. I swear I could see the color of her nipples through the pale cloth.She knew exactly what she was doing. The woman was enjoying the effect she was having on me. I swiped at a whining mosquito. In a voice laden with lust Ziva husked, "Please let me fuck my cunt on your strap on while Ivanka fucks my slutty ass with hers." Julie watched Ziva's face and could see she was so turned on she was already close to orgasming. Julie lay on her back holding the strap on upright as Ziva straddled her, Ziva was so wet she was literally dripping onto Julie's thighs as she held her pussy lips open with one hand while using the other to guide the dildo home. Ziva let out a long drawn out moan of. Startled and barely able to speak, finally Nathan nervously opened his mouth. “Uh, oh, uh, no, no, I didn’t!”Smiling ever more devilishly, “Yes you did, Mr. O’Reilly. You peeked up my skirt.”His breath seemed to catch in his chest and he gasped for air while his heart raced. “I, uh, no, uh, I...” Hershey rose from her chair and walked over to Nathan. Her eyes never left his. He sat motionless, unable to move. Though the thermostat was set at a comfortable room temperature, the air about him.