For added fun, the judges tried to hide whether they were energized by a particular model’s display and the runway performers tried to determine whi...h judge was their pre-assigned fetish admirer. The game practiced the valuable talent of covering one’s emotions while unmasking their rivals. Sophie was waiting for Zack in the atrium lobby. She was Zack’s assigned weekend hostess and assistant. She pecked his cheek, hugged his arm and escorted him straight away to the fetish models’ dressing. Sally moved to the middle of the bed and said to Ken “ Come on then lets see that big black cock of yours and Timmy is just waiting to screw you again Betty – you made quite an impression yesterday”“ Well we both held back from the toilet this morning after what Timmy told us” Betty sai “ But I don’t know how long we can hold off at least pissing”“Lets see how long we last “ Julie said “We haven’t shit since yesterday morning so we could have an explosion before lunch”. Sally wanted Ken first. Again his hands guided her; directing her with touches, then at last holding her head firmly while he thrust into her mouth like it was her vagina. She choked on the first deep stroke, but opened to the pressing flesh, breathing around it as it drew back for a new plunge. He froze, then- she could feel him jetting into her throat, his erection pulsing , jerking- then beginning to soften as he pulled back. At least he was spent; she sucked the last drops from under the foreskin, and sat back-. I thought of adjusting my maxi but I didn’t as he was just 18 year old. He came in and connected his laptop to my WiFi. He started downloading something on his laptop. I didn’t ask him what he was downloading. I told him he can stay here till the downloading is over and offered him water. While giving him the glass, I had to bend over which gave him a close look at my deep cleavage. My elbows squeezed my soft boobs. He was in love with my cleavage. His eyes were constantly at my breasts but.