A scramble

Lauren hurried to escape. But where? She looked around desperately. Upstairs, her room! Panicking, near a state of shock she pushed through the crowd. Every impact of a clothed body against her naked form was a physical reminder of her exposure. Cupping her genitals she lunged. The crowd gave her no assistance, or even got out of her way.

Stumbling, still **** she ran. There was an uproar of laughter at the sight of her thick, heart shaped butt shaking wildly as she stumbled on her high heels. As her pale flesh warbled Lauren stumbled, her stiletto heel slipping on the tile as she cascaded to the ground.

Lauren yelped, throwing her hands out to catch herself. She fell hard on her hands and knees and ended up sprawled on all fours. She looked up. Everyone was looking down on her. Her, debutante millionaire, literally being looked down on! Then she looked down herself. By catching herself she'd released her grip on her most private of private. Between her arms hung her two small mounds, swinging excitedly downwards and free. She couldn't see but from behind, her big butt was sticking out, and glimpsing between her thighs were her clean shaven lips, aimed out at everyone behind her!

****, humiliated and in a complete panic Lauren began crawling forward in desperation, dragging herself on all fours naked a few paces before she was able to get her heels under herself. Covering her chest once more she bolted, running up the stairs. The crowd watched, now many people openly filming, as Lauren ran up the stairs, bare butt flexing, jiggling and shaking freely for the laughing crowd!