..It was a day when our school was hosting the state choral competitions. We already performed. I walked in on a table of eight people playing a not-s...-innocent game of Truth or Dare. I had no experience playing it. So, I shrugged and said to myself: "Fuck it." Y'all playing Truth or Dare? I'm playing."I took my seat. At that moment, I instantly thought up of some of the most fucked up dares you can ask, with an evil grin on my face."Jasmine, Truth or dare?" Truth." "Goddamn copout. Knew she. Can this really be happening?I’m not the only first-timer. Hardly any of the men seem to know each other. Even those that do aren’t talking. Elsewhere, you would expect casual chit-chat to begin, helped along by the free bar and the awkwardness of silence. But this is not elsewhere. Pretending that we’re here to socialize with each other would seem nothing but ridiculous. We all know why we’re here. We’re here to fuck.This is my first gang-bang. I’ve gotten to know some people on the local. I am a vagabond having no work . So this story telling has been adopted as my time pass . But from I should start is a problem for me. From my bhabi is a safe starting and I should not brood over the matter any further but start telling. But what shall I do. I like to view the video first to remember the story in details.Thevideo I like to play but the current failed. I am getting bore.I have no other way out but to invite the current to flow but when the word current came to my mind I again. All these fluids poured onto my shirt soaking the front and reaching all the way to my hard, but ignored cock. As I start double fisting and polishing his head with my mouth, he reached down and started stroking me. His fingers prodding my taint and squeezing my balls, he coos about taking my cherry ass. He bends me over the back of the futon and spreads my tight ass with his fingers, working my rim with his fingers while I suck his monster cock. I swoon as he slides a finger in my ass; and as.