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| With lesbian nipples nothing left to do but lesbian nipples do it, and with Linda's words ringing in my ears, I slipped my thumbs into the waistband and slowly exposed myself to them. I didn't do it slowly to be sexy or tantalizing; I did it slowly because I thought I would pass out if I moved any faster. When my underwear hit the lesbian nipples floor, I stepped out of each leg, then looked up to lesbian nipples see my audience staring at my body. Everyone was silent for what seemed lesbian nipples like hours. I saw them looking at me - looking at my penis, then looking up at my eyes, then glancing away nervously, then looking again lesbian nipples. All except lesbian nipples Fran, that was: she stared at me lesbian nipples, running her eyes up and down my body like a lesbian nipples buyer checking out a new car. Finally, she broke the silence: "My God, this is GREAT!" she declared, and that let loose a wave of comments from all three of Linda's guests. I won't go into the details; suffice to say that they commented on EVERY part of me. The most humiliating part was that not one of them spoke TO me - they all talked ABOUT me. It was as if I had no feelings - as if it simply didn't matter what they said about me in my presence. Some things they said were complimentary, others were critical; no one paid the least attention lesbian nipples to ME, just to my body lesbian nipples. | ||
| "C'mon over here, Pete - I want to take a closer look." Again, Fran was the one who spoke up, though everyone moved closer as I stepped lesbian nipples forward. Fran made me feel like she had bought me; I lesbian nipples felt like a piece of meat, or a slave. As I took a few steps toward her, my cock shriveled up completely; standing in front of them, it was at their eye-level, and the attention was more than it could bear! "Don't you want to see his ass, too?" Linda asked, helpfully. They all said yes, so she instructed me to lesbian nipples turn around. Even though I couldn't see them, I imagined all their eyes on me, and I felt myself blushing. So lesbian nipples, I paraded - front and back - before each of Linda's guests. My cock grew and shrank, based lesbian nipples on the tone and content of their comments, and again, I began to breathe a little in lesbian nipples spite of my exposure. Linda asked me to get refills for everyone's drinks, so I picked up their glasses and headed for the kitchen. | ||
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