" That lump on your forehead is a lovely variety of colours, as is thebruising and cut on the side of your face. If it wasn't for them, I wouldbe sayi...g that you looked quite pretty, not a thing that I ever expectedto be saying to my son." I suppose you would like an explanation of why I am dressed like this." I think that would be a start. Let's get a cup of tea and then we cantalk as we eat. I am starving." I have wine in the fridge." Good, tea first, then wine."Explanations were then on. I peered around the room, the first thing I noticed was the Tv, it was huge, way too big for the room, it was playing porn, maybe it was a porn channel or maybe it was a dvd of some sorts. I notice a figure sitting on the sofa, a naked man, also slim/skinny like the girl. They were talking briefly, then the woman walked away from the room. I watched the man, his cock was hard and he was slowly jacking off whilst watching this porno. I thought it was odd, his quite attractive wife was naked,. As Sheela saw this she began playing with my pussy with her own fingers, lubing up my clit with my own juices and gently coaxing my entire vulva to relax and enjoy her work. On the television the African’s ass was up in the air, her knees spread for balance, all that pussy and ass would surely not be wasted for much longer. I was right, soon a male entered the scene wherein his cock showed obvious approval at the sight before him as he positioned himself behind the African bitch and began. I mark easily, that much is obvious. Everyone stares as I stand and drip in the changing rooms, squeezing out my long hair with my hands since I have not come equipped with a towel. No one offers me one and I'm not surprised. I run fingers through my hair, tugging at my fringe to cover my eyes, and leave, still damp, as the bell goes for the end of break. I return to the maths room, collect my gear from a group of wide-eyed first years and head out of the main building towards the workshops,.