As individuals, we never took anything personally, as all the girls got the same treatment, just being nude in a room full of men, was enough to make ...ou pee yourself.It was close the 02:30 in the morning when I was awoken from a deep slumber, 'Follow me girl', it was old Bob, the night warder. I slid my long legs from beneath my warm blankets, it was November and the dorm was freezing, around me all the girls were sleeping, some had doubled-up for warmth, as we made our way between them, old. Obviously my mind was blown and I spent most of the day, stroking my cock imaging Susannah, my sexy but prim step-mom being fucked by a black cock! That evening over dinner was slightly awkward for me, though she acted as if nothing had happened. Next morning that all changed. I heard my Dad leave early for work as usual and turned over to go back to sleep. Around 8am I woke again and heard Susannah downstairs in the kitchen. I got up and headed to the bathroom for a shower. When I came out I. As we marched out onto the busy street and down the sidewalk, and it was more of the same. Men and women alike turned to stare at Amanda. At first, I relished the looks the passersby were giving my wife. After 2 blocks, however, the open leers and catcalls thrown her way made me feel uncomfortable, if not unsafe. I even noticed a man furtively taking a cellphone picture of Amanda through the corner of my eye, but when I turned to confront him, he had slithered among the crowd. Things. I stepped in and saw Luke in his boxers, freshly showered, checking the internet and drinking a Coke. He grinned and told me to use the shower when I needed to. I took a shower and I changed into the shorts and tee I brought with me. He was uploading the race onto his computer so we could watch and take notes. “Hey Chris, man, you’re a hell of a racer, and you’re so humble about it, I just thought you should know, you’re kinda a role model for me man…I really like your style.” I slightly.