I knew they weren't real, I reallydid, but the illusion was so real, watching them move upand down in rhythm with my steps, feeling the nyloncaressing... my legs, my skirt hitting my thighs, my mind wasin overload, reality was an illusion.Descending the stairs was much easier without the hobbleskirt, but I still had to take one step at a time turningmy foot sideways to keep my entire foot on the step. Therigid platform sole attached to each foot made it nearlyimpossible to know where my foot had. Do you have a video camera?" Yes." You will allow Shirley to videotape you playing with yourself and bringing yourself to orgasm as she describes her night with me. You will also allow her to be the movie director, doing whatever she asks to get the perfect take."A pause. "OK." Shirley, as you are talking with Wendy, you will realize that she's getting horny. You will get the great idea of creating a videotape of this, and you'll be the director, telling Wendy what to do as you graphically. “Go change in the bathroom but hurry. My cunt needs a lick.”“Okay,” I stammered, standing. She reached out and grabbed my arm.“And a good, hard fuck,” she said. “Hurry baby.”In the bathroom I stripped and checked my outfit for our hot date. It consisted of gorgeous pink satin underwear; a frilly pink suspender belt; little pink ballet shoes made of velvet; and a wonderful shimmery pink satin dress, with ruffs for sleeves and lace edging, complete with a white apron. She’d bought me a long,. We finished at around 11 am and my friend came back for lunch at 01 pm.He was very excited and told me that there are lots of foreigners for this party and he had already induldeged with a group and they just had a group orgy. I was also amazed. We had our lunch and than we all went to take rest.We got up at 5 pm and took a little refreshments and got ready for the show. She was carrying a bag in which she had condom packets, sex sprays, some tablets. We went to the site at 6 pm and everything.