Double check the spycam

{if FINAL=true}

When it dawns on me that she needs to change back into her 80’s outfit, I scramble to check the spycam feed.

“Woah!”

I can’t believe my luck. Tonya is just where I saw her last, perfectly centered in the frame, still wearing the stretchy shirt and pleated skirt, but now her hands are on her chest. She is pinching her stiff nipples through the translucent shirt.

While pinching, she cups the sides of her tits and presses them together, adorably playing with her meager cleavage.

“I could watch this everyday, Tonya.” Oh damn! Why am I not recording already? I quickly activate the record feature, just in time to see her peel the shirt up far enough that her breasts are free. She cups them again.

“That’s right, show me how you like it.” I absorb what I’m watching like it is a tutorial video made just for me. She shows me how to gently cup and squeeze her tits, slowly rocking them back and forth in low arcs, making and unmaking cleavage. She shows me how to apply a gentle pinch to the nipples and give them a quarter twist with a slight tug. She also shows me how her tapered tongue squirms unconsciously against her teeth in her slightly open mouth when she focuses on her own pleasure.

One of Tonya’s hands drops below her desk. She is clearly moving on to pleasuring her snatch. Too bad there no under-desk cam. One hand flips up the pleated skirt to her tummy and holds it there as she continues to pleasure her pussy offscreen.

She slouches down a few inches as she intensifies her efforts, her face flush and mouth gaping. The slight jiggle of her breasts is entrancing.

It slowly dawns on me that I am watching Tonya masturbating to porn on her computer...

{else}Play in game mode.{endif}