But they left their saliva in my mouth. The surfer handed her the Coke can. “Rinse,” he ordered, like a dental hygienist. Vicky rinsed – thoroug...ly, under the surfer’s watchful eye. They are real pros, Vicky thought. Probably go from one house party to another, looking for vulnerable females. It looks like they’re through with me now.Almost. The surfer knelt beside her and, idly massaging her sore breasts, delivered a message. “Vicky, if you have any idea of complaining to the cops, consider. Taking my knikers off i noticed there was only about 8 woodlice on them, which meant the others were still inside me. Sitting down i tried to pee some more but only 3 more popped out. Panic started to set in as mum called out "you ok Sarah", "yea i'm fine mum, just going to take a shower".I undressed and stepped into the shower and unscrewed the head, it's no good i thought i will have to try and flush them out. Pushing the pipe inside i slowly turned the water on, oh wow!! i loved it. I stood. Unexpectedly, we hear a ding! and realize we're stopping on the 5th floor. I quickly turn around and stand in front of him to hide his erection. He wraps his arms around me and puts an innocent smile on his face to avoid detection. Flustered and encumbered with a baby, the parents get on with their stroller and press the button to go back down to the 1st floor. As we're going down, I discretely grind my hips in circles against his arousal. Knowing that they could turn around any moment and. Mehra had a little tear in her eyes with my raining rage upon her. I yelled at her with the loudest pitch till now, "It's you who will clean my face now, now get to it bitch." Ain't you nervous now, Hemangini?" I stopped as soon as Mrs Mehra spoke, I was brought back to my conscience. I had my eyes wide, after realising to what I did in the last few minutes in the heat of the moment. Before I could speak anything she brought me closer from my face. "This is the real you, this is the real you.