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“Show yourself,” came the command from Vanessa. The embarrassed girl moved her hand away and placed them behind her back, thus exposing her well formed breasts and pubic hair to view. Afther a minute or so of the girl simply standing before the crowd, Vanessa took the humiliated girl by the hand and as Claude had done with Marie, placed the girl on one of the pedestals, the audience again politely clapping as the girl took her place. As the show repeated itself I began to realize to my consternation that I would, in all likelihood, soon be the center attraction of this show. After nine of the ten pedestals had been filled by naked girls, I began to hope that I would not be the tenth, but my hopes were struck down when the man on the stage called, and Bob led me to the center of the room.

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. . “Say it!” His cock pushed in just a fraction more, the sweet heat of him overwhelming and frustrating at the same time. I hung just on the edge of orgasm, desperately straining to reach that moment of blessed release. I could feel my heart beating in my chest.

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