.Fie humne khub bate kari….M bhot husmukh hu..Bhot hasata hu logo ko orr isi lie ladkio m jaldi ghul mil jata hu…Vo mere se ache se bat kar rhi th...….Fir kuch der bad ek ladka usse milne aya ..Vo uska boyfrnd tha toh vo chali gai or m bhi apne aa gaya…M rat bhar us ladki ko patane ke bare m sochta rha.. Or agle din phir school gaya or usse khub bate ki..Esa ek maine tak chala…Muje dheere dheere lagne laga tha ki mujhe ab like karne lagi h…Vo mere sath bhot khulke bat karne lagi thi..Or chipak. We spent a good part of the morning in easy conversation. I invited the girls to lunch with me in a lovely restaurant overlooking the sea and beach.As we stood up to dress and go I had my second surprise of the day. Suzy sat up with her back to us and pulled on a rather skimpy top, Then she stood up and turned as she donned her wrap around skirt giving a brief glimpse of her delightful smooth hairless pubes. She lowered her eyes and smiled as she caught my stare.Lunch was a long and leisurely. " You know, come to think of it, Jerry's hung a bit better than me. Pete, John?" You're not going to feel bad are you? Pete's pretty good sized. I don't know about John." It's ok. It is what it is. You can have a day with some big cocks. Now do you have time for little ol' me?" It's not that Greg was tiny. Maybe a little over five inches and thick enough. I could feel him inside and he could go as hard as he wanted so it was all good, but I had to admit, being surrounded by some longer, thicker. Disciplined sometimes with their skimpy skirts pulled way up and their knickers pulled all the way down. But more often, as now, wearing not a stitch of clothing and spread out so their buttocks and pussies would be completely exposed and easy targets for the various tools of punishment and, naturally, perfectly posed for the camera.So Fran, trying to get into character, was thinking how naughty she had been to copy another student's homework, the premise for this particular scene being shot..