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I, I, I guess not.” I replied, not really knowing what was going on, or realising what I was saying. MILF I thing I was subconsciously knowing that Ryan wouldn’t put me in any danger. Dan didn’t really give me much time to think about it as he ushered me over to meet the film crew’s director. After the introductions, Anthony (the director) said, “Tanya, Fred has told me how your last session went and I’d like to follow the same format if that’s alright with you. The camera crew will be moving around all the time and I might stop things occasionally, just to get you into a better position for a better recording; just try to ignore the crew; pretend that they’re not here. Okay?” “No not really.” I was thinking, but when my mouth opened I actually said, “Yeah sure, just put me in any position that you want.” What was wrong with me, why do I end-up doing these things? I just wanted to get it over with so I said, “Okay, can we get started please?” “Of course,” Anthony said, “but one slight difference please, can you strip off now instead of waiting until we get to blonde the inspection part? It’ll make better television.” I felt my jaw drop for a second and then a heavy feeling in my stomach as I looked round and saw about 25 pairs of eyes all staring at me. “Oh fuck!” I thought as my hands moved up to the top button on my blouse. I knew that it was a mistake looking at all those people but for some stupid reason I looked straight into the eyes of all those people. My hands were shaking as I slowly un-buttoned my blouse, pushed it back on my shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Why had I decided to wear the long chain that goes from nipple to nipple that morning? As I unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor I remembered my clit hood chain and I remember feeling my face flush up. I heard a few whispers as I was picking up my clothes and putting them on a nearby chair, but I couldn’t work out what they were saying. I turned and stood there, totally naked in front of going on for 30 people, at least two thirds of them men. I was glad when Fred said his bit to the class about questions first and a young man asked me why I wasn’t wearing any underwear. Another young man broke the tension in the room by saying that I hadn’t got anything worth putting in a bra. That got a few laughs, me a little bit as well and I answered with, “Yes, he’s right; I’m lucky enough not to have big breasts that need supporting all the time and besides, you look as if your man boobs are bigger than mine; do you wear a bra?” That got a bigger laugh and the young man looked nearly as embarrassed as I had been. Yes, the conversation and laughs had loosened me up a bit and I was starting to relax. The questions went on, all of them similar to the ones the previous time that I’d fallen for Ryan’s trick to get me in that situation. One difference was that when I got asked how long I’d been naked for in one run, I found myself telling them about our last holiday in Spain with Ryan’s Aunt, Uncle and Cousin (see ‘We hate clothes’ parts 7a, 7b and 7c where Big Tits one of the twins tell you all about that holiday). I managed to NOT tell them about the Virgin Mary floating through the village, nor the orgy at that rich kid’s parent’s villa; but I did start telling them about our footfetish ‘dance’ routine, but missed out the bit about the finale. Of course the ‘dance’ routine subject brought up the subject of how we’d got started with it and I found myself telling them all about the gym; well not everything about the gym; and not about why most of the hot milf girls go there. I was starting to relax quite well, and even feeling a little aroused, so when someone asked to see some of the ‘dance’ routine, and most of the people there supported him, I stood up and got into some of the poses. That ended when I was walking on my hands with legs spread wide and I slipped and collapsed onto one of the cameras. The poor man didn’t know what to do when my pussy ended-up on his chest not far from his face. When I stood back up I realised that my arousal was increasing and that my pussy felt quite wet. The questions started to do the opposite to my pussy, and it dried up. After a long silence, Fred looked at Anthony then said that the lesson would move on to the physical part. My arousal was killing most of my embarrassment but I still blushed a little as Fred told me to get on the table. I climbed up and sat with my lower legs hanging over the front edge of the table. (has she got Te-rets?) Its engine so loud. Only I could breed her. 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