5...6...Grab your pair of tits

Freda then did the unexpected and grabbed both of Rebecca's breasts through her shirt and squeezed them firmly, but not too hard. Rebecca felt her body react in a way she didn't expect, especially in front of four strangers who held her future in their hands. Freda seemed to turn her body into a quivering mess as she struggled to suppress a moan.

She felt the hands snake under her shirt and massage her breasts, and she noticed she suddenly didn't have a bra on! She wanted to break away, but couldn't resist how good thos woman's touch was on her bare breasts, especially when she began to dance her fingertips along the bottom edges of her massive memories, and gently flick her now hard nipples.

"You like that?" Freda asked.

"Oh, yes." Rebecca whimpered.

"Let's continue with the scene." She heard a voice say.

Rebecca opened her eyes and saw the 4 faces staring with blank faces. She wondered why they weren't reacting to their actions that were completely off script. She looked down, and saw Freda's hands on her lap. She looked at the blonde, and only saw an innocent smile. However her nipples were poking at her shirt, and her bra seemed to have disappeared. Had she dreamt all that? Why were her dreams suddenly so sexually charged?