He looked embarrassed, but to Lilly it was endearing. He set her foot down. Lilly put her left foot on Matt’s right thigh. “Don’t be,” Lilly s...id, looking into his eyes. “I’m not,” she added, sliding the toes of her left foot into his shorts. They watched one another for a moment. Lilly now felt not only sexy, but powerful. She had this kind, strong, generous man befuddled, and entirely at her mercy. Lilly inched her toes higher, and they watched one another.“Boxers,” she said, as her toes. When I tried to get off of my father he just held me with both of his hands on my shoulder not allowing me to get up You can see the marks on me. My mother whipped me over and over again yelling what a 'fuckin' slut she has for a daughter'. 'Letting your own father put his dirty prick in you' All the time she was whipping me my father never got soft. He kept holding me down as he pumped himself inside of me. I felt him squirting in my pussy but he didn't get soft. He never stopped grunting and. During these days I fucked Pallavi on our college terrace openly behind the water tank (but that story I’lll write afterwards). Coming back to Nisha’s story. One day evening I was sitting alone in the library and I received a call from Nisha. She called me to meet in the canteen, I went there and saw her sitting alone in the corner. I went near her and greeted her “hi” she stood and said “why didn’t you told me?” I was blank for some time and asked her “what I didn’t tell you” She said that she. We all had some food and more wine and later Tony’s wife went back on her own again. We all new what was going to happen and sexual tension and anticipation were in the air. Tracy went upstairs to change and put on a short skirt and a plunging top making her lovely tits easily accessible. She wore no knickers. The k**s were around at this stage so we had to make do with Tracy teasing us by sitting opposite and flashing her pussy at every opportunity. Tony and I were both getting very hard and.