On the way, I looked into the bedroom and noticed the bed was wet. Hmm, I guess they had sex on the bed.I turned on the shower to my required temperat...re and, as the water cascaded over me, I became aroused by thoughts of what the girls might have done in here. I gripped my shaft and vigorously stroked it to a full, throbbing erection. It didn’t take long before I shot my load onto the floor of the cubicle.I finished showering and dried before I went to the bedroom to dress. I chose my. Next week was my birthday, i had planned to celebrate it with shyam by going to movie and then to dinner. So i went to his house and rang the bell. Mam opened the door.I asked her if shyam was there or not, to which she replied that he had gone to cousin’s place as his cousin was leaving to Dubai the next day. I felt really bad and dejected. She asked why i was putting on a small face to which i replied that i wanted to enjoy my b day but couldn’t as my parents as well as my friend bailed out. Andreas turned on some music and Charles walked up behind me running his hands around my chest and kissing my neck and behind my ears which is one of my turn on places. Andreas came up in the front of me and embraced me sandwiching me between two men dressed in tuxedos as they both ran their hands over my body exploring me and both kissing me. I thought I was going to melt. They did not rush this and took a long time seductively and slowly undressing me. My dress was unzipped and then gently. There were no longer the sudden movements of the steps but walking on solid ground presented its own problems. Amaya had never realized how much she jiggled when she walked. She also hadn’t realized how much her hips moved either. The pressure on her chest kept shifting, jabbing and poking her breasts from new angles.She got to class and nearly collapsed into her chair. Her tits were on fire. Amaya set up her notebook and realized that writing was going to compress her breasts. She simply sat.