
The masked girl grinned at the camera and slowly, wantonly, licked her lips. Teasingly, the camera took in her figure, moving in for a close-up of her jutting mound of Venus and her wedge of black pubic hair. Lewdly, as if on command, on cue, the girl ground her hips at the camera. Nancy watched, eyes wide, drink forgotten, as the girl's cuntal lips parted with a velvety spread permitting everyone to see the moisture glistening there that betrayed her obscene excitement.
The camera pulled back to take in all of her naked voluptuousness. Her breasts were big and high-riding and thrust out boldly. A cruel smile was on her masked face as she said, "Welcome to the temple of Scorpio Sex Rites. My name is Hilda. I shall be your guide."
The masked girl turned, with the camera getting an exciting shot of her nakedly rounded buttocks. She pointed beyond to a lushly ripened young blonde who was sprawled seductively on a bed. The girl looked so tenderly young… so defenseless! The masked girl strode across the room, the camera following her as she walked to the bed. Her big breasts jiggled as she walked. Her whip hissed through the air and cracked above the bed where the blonde girl, who looked barely fifteen, cowered in real fear. The whip snaked through the air again, snapping itself with an ugly crack right above the girl's nakedly trembling stomach.
