Then the lady announcer came on stage, and gave me
an even more fervent embrace, with her tongue going in my mouth, and her hands fondling my lightly
clad titties. Then the lady announcer came on stage, and gave me
an even more fervent embrace, with her tongue going in my mouth, and her hands fondling my lightly
clad titties. I’m with half a dozen other models on a catwalk, but they are all skinny beanpoles with their bones
sticking out, you know the sort the media uses, whereas I’m a beautifully proportioned young girl. The smooth metallic rod
was slipped between my lips, four inches of the narrow shaft entering my dripping cunt as I was helplessly
impaled on the stage. A passionate embrace
that included his hand running over my bottom. Stood at the front, on
full display, I was shown proudly to my fans, being turned back and forth, bowing and curtsying, then
the designer came over and gave me a kiss, not on the cheek, but fully on my lips.
