That lovely warm voice again, seemingly right behind her “Bend over baby, grab your ankles – let’s take a look at you”. Claire now saw hersel... in the full length mirror, spot-lit from all directions. It had still been dark when she got dressed that morning – Dad (as she called him) had laid out the clothes on her chair for the day, like he always did. After kicking the dungarees away, she was down to a short white cotton vest that barely hid her dark nipples and – oh shit those red panties –. To mera ragging ko leke thoda der nikal gya aur mai free feel kerne laga tha…Aise he din gujarte gaye aur kuch month hone ke baad mujhe laga ki shayad ab sab sahi hoga..Senior me male sare acche he the..Jyada pareshani nahi huye..Maine kuch logo se suna tha ki kuch senior girls boys ki ragging ker rahe but na to maine aise hita hua dekha tha na mujhe bahut jyada vishwas hua..To maine is baat pe jyada dhyayan nahi diya…Mai des coller hone ki wajah se bhi ragging se kafi had tak bacha hua. “She has great tits, Master,” She said, as she pulled her shirt up and exposed them. Her nipples were large and rosy pink, stiffening at the touch she moaned as she began to suck the hardened dick with more force. The Master smiled. “Shes’ beginning to learn how to suck dick.” He said with a smile.Becca moved and fondled her soft breasts, her nipples hardened to the touch of her hands, and she flicked her nipples with her fingers. “What a young delight,” Becca said. She began to kiss the neck. Chills run down my spine. But I don’t even bother turning around to see who’s dancing behind me. The song goes on and their hands are gripping my waist, and then slowly move upwards. Their hand finds my wrist and he slightly tugs me, signaling me to follow him. I turn around and see this gorgeous young man. His skin was tanned, shaggy dark brown hair, and oh his eyes, a blue as deep as the ocean. I immediately got lost in those deep, blue eyes of his. Why would I reject a chance to be with.