It was summer time and what better way to spend it than alone with some friends at a chalet. A few minutes later, more people arrived, my cousin Cedri..., our friend Veronica and Dominic’s friend Sam. I was the oldest of the group, but interestingly enough, the youngest was only 3 weeks younger. We were all adults, all friends and we all got along great. That night, right after supper we turned on some music, went into the backyard and roasted sausages and marshmallows on the bonfire. Again,. So this girl is the heroine of the story name shreya (name changed). She was 22 years old, perfect boobs hot ass and sexy lips. I was bold when I first saw her. I given her a small project. She used to ask me lot of doubts and I was happy to help her. She used to wear tight dresses in which you can actually figure out everything. In few days I got to know she is flirty and our bonding increases. We used to sit is same cubical smiling at each other all the time.. whatsapping…then there comes a. "Now," she said, "since you've seen so much of me, I'd like to see what you've been trying to hide down there."Carol came to where Bob was sitting and put her hand lightly over his crotch. "Are you going to do this, or shall I?" she smiled. Bob stood up, loosened his belt, unzipped his pants and let them drop to the floor. Then he pulled down his undershorts, his cock slapping heavily against his stomach as it came free of the waistband. Carol stroked his fleshpole with her panties, breathing a. Storey announced and looked over at Helen Downey, who had already raised the nasty wooden clothes brush in the air.Within a moment, Jasmine Storey had her brush in the air and the ladies spanked in an almost synchronised fashion.“Thump!”“Thump!”“Thump!”“Thump!”“Thump!”“Thump!”The teachers paused to inspect the bottoms lying over their knees and to give the girls a chance to recover. The tears had continued to flow, and the sniffs and sobs and pleas had become.