Waise to main Nadra ki choot mein baingan daal kar dhakke maar rahi thee, magar uski baatein sunkar meri choot mein gudgudi hone lagi thi, meray mooh ...e achank nikala “Kaash mujhe itna lamba aur mota lund mil jaata, phir to main use apni choot mein dalwaa kar hi dam leti, chahe kuch bhi ho jaata”.”To Nazoo kaho to main use kisi din ghar le aaoon.Nadra aankh maar kar boli “Ham dono ko maza aa jayega” Na jaane kya soch kar maine mana kar diya. Boli, “Nahin re main to mazaak kar rahi thee, ghar. I always locked my door for privacy, even though they forbade it. I would look at myself in the full length mirror and slide my skirt off and then my panties and remove my shirt and bra. Staring at myself naked, I liked what I saw. The dressed version of me was just plain and dull but when my clothes came off, my skin came alive. My eyes looked sly and cunning instead of big and awkward. My hair would partically cover one eye and cascade down my back in tendrils. My breasts that were hidden. . It went on for hours till some of the guys got angry and acused my dad of cheating and I was helping.. It started getting out of hand.. Till my dad gathered them ... I couldn't hear what they were saying but the seemed to calm down a bit... My dad finally called me over and told me to sit on the table and lay back.. I did.. Hopped up on the poker table and laid back the ceiling light so bright in my eyes I closed them and waited..I felt my skirt being pulled up to my thigh then I felt a cool. Even sitting at home alone would be less boring than this.Grabbing his towel he made his way to the showers, noting on his way past that the other inmate of this madhouse happened to be a rather nicely proportioned brunette, whose skimpy shorts and crop top left very little to the imagination.He hesitated for a second before continuing towards the changing room. Even the thought of watching her tits bobbing up and down as she ran wasn't enough to persuade him to spend time on the cardio.