Liliana was talking to me and I couldn’t concentrate on what she was saying. I felt the need to rock my hips, but I couldn’t. I wanted to push tha... finger inside my pussy. I felt naughty, and I liked it.Beside me, Francesco was asking me if I enjoyed the dinner, “Yes, it was delicious,” I tried to say and at that moment Lorenzo pushed one finger inside my pussy. I was on the edge of an orgasm, but I couldn’t cum. “Will you do me the honor of a dance, later?” Francesco asked.“Later, gladly,” I. When his zip was all the way down, he gripped his belt with one hand and reached inside the fly with the other, pushing some underwear down and out of the way. Then, he reached in further and pulled out his semi-erect penis, and moved his ahnd away. My word! This was at least as big as the model, which, for some reason, I had presumed to be slightly larger than in real life. His balls had come out, too. His cock was long, thick, and with a large bulbous purple head. My breath left me! 'Its. A voice murmured something about getting ready for basketball. The hand slipped under one armpit and tugged upward. My brain moved my feet under me and pushed myself upright. Vaguely I registered it was Tara, whose hand now slid down to the small of my naked back and pushed me gently but firmly towards my closet. My brain steered myself around Mum, who seemed to be painting on the wall beside the mirror. My brain seemed to be doing things without me actually deciding to do them.Arriving at the. "I thought," Skyla said and took a long drink of water. "At least hetalked to me. Not in front of the other guys of course, but a fewminutes here and there when no one was around to see us. He was realfriendly, you know, sympathetic. Later on, he would sneak out of hisdorm and come visit me at my trailer. He couldn't get in, but we wouldtalk through a window. Then he started doing stuff for me, like, youknow, favors." Favors?" Once a month some of the staff would take whoever was not in.