Damn, daddy came into my thoughts again. I could picture him, taking a shower although I'd only witnessed this a couple of times when I'd been burstin... to pee. So absorbed was I in pleasuring myself I didn't hear the lounge door open, nor daddy walking in until he spoke. "I wondered who was moving around down here," he said, taking me completely by surprise. I rapidly closed my robe. "Oh, daddy" I said, "You startled me. He looked at laptop screen. "Is that where you were this morning?" he. " The girls looked up and down Khadija's muscular frame, her largish breasts held up by muscle as much as by their own tautness. She ran one hand through her short black hair and teasingly supported a breast with her other hand. Some of the students were quite clearly relishing the thought of having sex with her, but she could see that some others were rather less sure. It was those she addressed next."Not all of you will always be having sex with exactly the kind of woman that you may prefer. Oh my God! I though. I am a perfect baldy with just a small section of pubes above my mons. Gilberto then came alongside me and kissed me, His hands trailed down my shoulders, onto the sides of my breasts, kissed, and sucked my nipples leaving them erect and needing more, continuing to the curves of my hips where they came to rest. He pulled me close and his hands slid around my waist and onto the curve of my arse a feeling I enjoyed immensely. Gilberto was now standing directly between my. So he didn’t try to humiliate me or insult me, rather he just used me to get off knowing I couldn’t possibly fend him off logically anymore. This is the third time now i tell myself. This is only going to become more and more frequent, i reasoned. I struggled to look at myself in the mirror. I wanted to go home at that moment. I felt alone and pathetic. But I knew I couldn’t go home as i was wasted beyond belief. The trouble I was having was I wasn’t quite sure I would go home even if i wasn't.