I go to the video room and their are two couches in there. One has a guy laid out on it strocking his cock, the other has a beautiful tall blonde cros...dresser, dressed in leather strapped top, short leather skirt, stockings, knee high boots. I start a conversation with her. She looks down and notices my bulge under my towel, tells me she hasn't had a BBC all night, she motions to the gloryhole section, and I follow her over there. She goes in one cubicle and I go in the one next to it.I then. Maine daddy ke dawaje ko dhakka diya to vo jag gaye aur mujse puchha ki itni raat ko kya kar raha hai to maine jawab diya cooler me pani nahi hai bharne jaa raha hu. Idhar maine dekha ki humari baate sun kar mere bhai ki room ki lite band ho gayi. Maine man hi man socha satyanas. Idhar mere daddy ne mujse kaha ki jaldi so jana aur vo karvat badal kar so gaye maine ab unke room ke dono darwajo ko khula hi chod diya aur thodi der tak paani bharne ka natak karne ke baad apne kamere me vapis aa. They were blue stretch Levis, wide-hipped and thin-waisted (theonly kind he could wear, considering his womanly shape), a birthdaypresent from his mother. He worked them slowly down his taperingthighs, enjoying the way his lace-edged panties came into view.There was a sequence to removing his clothing, a protocol he had tofollow. It made his periodic, ritual stripteases a thousand times moresensual (though he couldn't have explained why). Perhaps it was thegradual exposing of the panties, the. ”“Uh, David, kind of, put some on for me,” the girl said, blushing.All the other girls started laughing.When they settled down, Janey said, “I kept telling you that he is the best guy I know.”The one with the sore boobs, who was still naked on the couch, said, “He said he is taking me bra shopping because my bras are way too small.”“That depends on what you call shopping. David was handing me bras to go with outfits that fit perfectly and were comfortable to boot. I bet he could call Cram-a-Con.