Her fingers were already unbuttoning the sleeves, her hands pulling the blouse off her shoulders and she threw it to the audience. She only had the bl...ck bra covering her breasts. Her face was flushed red in humiliation as she began to twirl around again her body moving in time to the music, hips moving back and forth. She arched her back out, humiliated as she saw how she looked, her breasts thrust out as if she was trying to show them off to anyone watching. She completed a few more gyrations. The document you signed required your name, address, age and a picture of your face. Weirdly, you had to describe your appearance beneath it. You wrote that you had long, wavy brown hair and a fairly average look about you. Nothing shouted 'sexy' or 'cute', but you were nevertheless comfortable with your appearance. The only issue you had with your face was the lack of facial hair and overall softness to your face. It had stuck with you since you were a kid, often getting bullied by your. The sort a younger more clothes conscious woman would wear, and they were a pair half way between the French knickers and a g String.Placing the wet panties in my hand she sat waiting further instructions. I placed the panties in my pocket and just above a whisper I said “Firstly take a piece of the ice and run it slowly up your thigh before popping it inside your horny cunt, my little slut!” Alice looked at me and then scanned the room before taking the top piece of ice and by the look on her. Aur is sawan ke mhine main to kuch jyada hi. Hr din jaise ek saal jaisa lg rha he. Uske bina.Main uske pas gyi aur uske sr pe hath rkh diMain-aa jaegi kuch mhine baad .Ro mtTbhi usne meri nangi kmr pkr ke usse lipt ke rone lga uske sprsh se hi main mdhosh hone lg gyi thi.Main-aajaegi wo. Chlo ab rona bnd kroPr wo meri kmr pe apni muhn lga ke ro rha tha aur bar bar uski jeebh meri navi main jaa rhi thi. Ya uske hoth meri kmr pe jaise chumbn ki brsaat kr rhi thi. Main ab khud ko rok nhi pa rhi.