“Yeah, we’re ready,” Elsie said breathlessly and smoothed over the wrinkles in her suit aimlessly. Brie nodded silently. She was lucid enough to feel cum the shame of being caught in such a position, yet her head still throbbed with excitement and her prolonged lack of satisfaction. She strongly desired to close the door on the woman and forego the rest of the fashion show so that Elsie could return the oral favor; or perhaps even feel one or both of the boys breach her pussy for the first time in her young life. The assistant looked them over quickly to make sure their pieces were in place and then guided them out the door. “Alright, let’s get lined up.” Brie got to her feet and asked, “What about my hands? I’m not going out there tied up, am I?” The large woman tutted, leading the girls from behind. “I have strict instructions not to untie you until you’re going on stage. Now come on, we’re already down to the wire.” She swatted Brie’s small naked butt with her clipboard to hurry her along. It was a light smack, but Brie still gasped as if it had stung, and squirmed as she walked. The sudden sensation on her nerves rippled through her body, and she almost came right there. She began to pant manically, wondering when her pleasurable nightmare would finally be over. They found their marks behind the quickly shrinking line of models at the stage entrance, each one cued by the line manager with a tap on the doggystyle shoulder. Elsie leaned over to check in with Brie. “Hey, how are you doing?” Brie whined, “I need to cum bad,” and furtively added with a sigh, “I want my dad.” Elsie didn’t have time to wonder if the two comments were related or if the latter was a non-sequitur, for she received her cue by the line manager that it was her turn to strut down the catwalk. And strut is what she did. Ever the natural, Elsie snapped into performance mode, soaking up the lights and sashaying to the music. Her expression was fixed somewhere between a stony glare and a smile. Despite her professionalism, in the back of her mind, there dwelled the thought that her freshly fucked and sopping vulva cumshot may soak right through her bikini bottoms. Nevertheless, the thought didn’t make her feel embarrassed, only more devious. She mused on what the crowd might wonder if they knew what she had been up to. When she reached the end, she paused to strike a pose, placing her hands on her hips and rocking them once side to side. Just then a moment of inspiration hit her and she flung her arms in the air and shimmied her ass to the music, highlighting her taught tummy in the process. The cum in her mouth crowd cheered and, encouraged, pussy she swirled her hips around until she faced the stage entrance and put her tantalizing ass on display. She growled in climax over and over again, her body fully submitting to me as I soaked her secret garden with my seed. My room.” Josh declined but I accepted. Her face just lit up every time she laughed. The initial kiss between them was more a tongue tease, letting me see my cum exchanged by the women. ...society doesn't know what doggystyle is best for my daughter, my wife knows... We sat cum in her mouth and talked about all sorts for ages. I put my arms around her and cumshot pulled her in tight. It can pussy be rather fun to watch a nude girl cleaning the house. This huge cum thing, this monstrous clit in my mouth.