Tess stuttered for a few more seconds obviously surprised by this information and having no time to think of a good reason she simply slumped her shoulders and gave up. "I guess that you keep them then."
You angerly tried to wiggle out of your position but didn't even manage a response from Tasha as she picked up the pair she had walked in with and stood back up, apparently most of the models walked around in only the bra and pantie set since most of the staff were women. If only you had been able to be on the outside, at least then Emily or maybe even your wife would take note and ask about you. Walking around was worse than posing, as your experience dictated and the amazing booty you were currently wrapped around was no different. you couldn't exactly tell where you were going but you were pissed at Tess for getting you into this situation. Tasha couldn't really be blamed even though it was her sweat you were currently sucking up. She was talking to some other models and standing around, you could feel every movement that she made, every slight shift in her weight caused a slight stretch in your body you had become so tight on her body.
Apparently they were headed to another shoot and you were coming along, they didn't even need to change you couldn't really pay attention to what they were saying anymore, but a weird motion of Tasha lifting her leg really high. She was posing on something and you felt your body slip off her cheek just a bit and farther into the crack. Soon she was sitting down and the compression was another whole level but at least she wasn't wearing pants. As long as you didn't get pressure on your other side maybe you could reform and escape.
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