I felt filthy - I was filthy! I needed a shower and asked Lynn’s permission to go and clean myself. She consented. I realised with shame, that I had...never needed to gain another’s permission for anything like that before. But I didn’t dare risk being punished for just assuming I could do something without asking first. I slunk away like a timid dog. I ached all over and my bottom and legs were marked with red and painful stripes. I was so miserable, I felt near to tears. As I showered I dreaded. “Do you like me?” I asked. “I think yes, you are beautiful,” he replied. Now I had started feeling hot for this guy. He was shy, he was cute, and I wanted to see how he fucked. “You live near by?” I asked. “I live in hostel,” he replied. I had finished my drink, and he too. We kept quite just watching the people dancing on the floor, I noticed him again checking me out, this time my legs. “You didn’t tell me your name,” I said. “Oh sorry, I’m John,” he replied. “John would you like to come to. ‘Come with us and no-one will hurt you,’ one man said as he beckoned Evan to step forward. Two of the men turned toward Liv. She stepped forward, but just as one of the men reached for her arm, she suddenly kicked him in the groin. As he bent over in pain, she connected with a knee to his nose, dropping him to the floor. She caught the club he dropped before it hit the floor and swung it at the other man’s head. As soon as Evan saw Liv begin her attack, he thought, ‘This is a bad idea.’ Still,. I slip my fingers into my panties, unable to resist touching any longer. The added sweet sensations heighten my arousal almost to breaking point."No, no, not yet!" I sigh quietly, shifting my attention back to the hard, pert pearls in my lacy bra.Wendy's bum, meanwhile, is enthusiastically grinding into my sister's face lying beneath. Her dark pink rosebud winking at me - taunting, beckoning, teasing - as her playmate dives an expert tongue into its shaven neighbour. I can literally smell her.