This film had to be pornographic because the camera was only a few feet away from where the actress stood smiling at her captive slave, and the electric eye of the mechanism could hardly fail to be picking up the lascivious patch of softly curling brown hair which masked the entrance to her vagina, and the rounded heavy spheres of her shamelessly exposed breasts, all things which no television station in the world would ever dare exhibit to the old ladies and little kids who tuned in after dinner.

"I am warm!" Kelly announced in queenly tones, glancing at Rich with a superior air. "Remove my cloak, please."

Sending a nervous glance at his girlfriend, Lynn, Rich made haste to do as he was told, stepping around behind the queen and gently removing the robe from her shoulders. When he returned to his original position, Lynn had to fight to keep an expression of surprise from showing on her face: Kelly was, as she had promised, stark naked, but this public display of nudity did not seem to bother her in the slightest, in fact, she gave every indication of enjoying it thoroughly, running her hands sensuously over the satiny naked flesh of her voluptuously well developed body. But the queen was still not satisfied.

"I do not like to be naked when a man is clothed in my presence," she ordered calmly. "Disrobe!"

No, no, Lynn was crying inside her head. This can't be true, but the slave bowed submissively and unsnapped the loin cloth which covered his groin, tossing it calmly to one side and facing the queen just as naked as she!

Lynn took a gulp of air when she saw Rich's genitals so unexpectedly revealed, and the director frowned at her menacingly, but did not stop the scene. The man's thick white penis was still in the relaxed state, but even dangling tranquilly between his legs, the frightened young housewife could see why Rich was able to specialize in this kind of film. He was huge!