The men undressed as they watched her changing: stripping off her trainers and socks, then her jeans, her pullover and tee, and finally her bra and pa...ties. For a moment her fabulous, athletic girl’s body was nude, then she was pulling up her leotard and sliding her slim but beautifully muscled arms into the sleeves.Nikki couldn’t help noticing the almost-erect cocks, looking so big, and remembering how they’d felt. Her pussy gave a little unwanted tingle, telling her it was getting ready. Well. I was moaning so loudly that night. That was the day when only two of us were in the house.You know, I hated that my boy declared to call himself ‘Vicky’ on his nineteenth birthday. I didn’t understand what was wrong with Vikram until that night. That night I realized that it’s just easier to say Vicky while moaning than Vikram.“Vicky…ahh!” Dreaming about that night, I slept for two more hours.It was close to seven when I woke up hearing the sounds of chanting. It was my handsome’s fit father. Every time she tried, the photograph flashed into her mind. She refought the battle over and over whether to tell. Martin and show it to him. She knew what the picture could do to him and his career if it fell into the wrong hands or if it was already in the wrong hands. She shivered with the thought of what would happen to her world and her family."I'm going to take my shower," Kathy announced as she passed through the room. The statement snapped Louise back to reality for a moment.She drifted. Tab maine kaha ki agar aap bura na maanein to apni petticot ka jarband dheela kar dein. isse mujhe thoda andar bhi maalish karne mein aasaani hogi.Bina waqt gawaanye unhone apni kamar utha kar apne haathon se petticot ka jarband dheela kar diya. Ab main unki mast gori aur gudaj jaanghon ki maalish karne laga. unke badan ki garmi mujhe paagal bana de rahi par main janta tha ki jara si bhi jaldbaazi saara khel kharaab kar sakti hai. So haule-haule maine unki jaanghon par pair ke paraf se upar.