And that's the moment that my eye caught a camera above the door and into the corner of the room. The red light under the lens was burning. Obviously,... there would be someone in the building that was watching me at this same moment. Thinking about the view they would have on my naked body, I was surprised that it made me getting a little aroused just by the thought of it. Even so, I also started to feel a little embarrassed about it. And then my mind took a run with me again. What if they are. ”“Okay. You have to let me get some pictures and videos now,” said Clark, pulling his phone out. “Walk for me,” he commanded.Steffie shrugged inwardly, telling himself Clark already had revealing pictures with his face. And he was getting increasingly horny, and now only wanted to please Clark, so he complied. He turned his back and walked across the room, placing one foot in front of the other and swaying his hips, trying his best to walk like a girl. He gave a little wiggle for Clark before. After that, though, she broke out. "Go back to your game, you animal!" she exclaimed, clearly trying to pretend that my advances were unwelcome. I glanced around; nobody was buying -- including Mama French, who was somewhat scandalized. Aunt Betty was grinning from ear to ear.I looked penitent. "Don't I even get a refill?" Trina glanced down at the glass she was holding and took off like a shot, her oversize ass swaying. I had to hand it to her -- she managed to be graceful despite it, doing. “I’m not showing very much tit for you,” she complained.“Your top shows just enough to be enticing. Sometimes leaving something to the imagination is just as sexy.”“Thank you Scott, my husband,” she smiled.She turned to look up at him, her short soft curly hair sparkled in the sunlight. Scott smiled, caressing her soft face.“You are so beautiful, my wife.”“You are learning my custom of speech very quickly, my husband,” she smiled, kissing him. His right arm hugged her around her hip then slid.