Don’t I deserve something from himKnowing Pallu for so many years and having never been touched by a stranger I just could manage a smile and a nod....Pallu slowly sat on the bed and removed her sleeveless top. Never had I seen another person naked till now. Deep inside I wished it was a guy. Her breasts were around 34C.She made me sit in front of her and removed my kurti. I was wearing a tank top and a bra inside and Pallu asked me, “What’s with you and so many inner wears?” I was stunned by now. Camila was tall. Taller than most girls her age, or really, any age. At a proud 5 foot 11, she towered over most of the boys in her class. She was curvy, and loved accentuating it with tight clothes that pushed things up and out, and showed off her mature body. Nothing on her was hard or rough, no edges, nothing saggy - it was all wonderfully soft and shapely. Her hair was dyed bright blue with splashes of silver and was about shoulder length, kept in a french braid for P.E. Her skin was fair,. As I descended the stairs I noticed that my things had beenrearranged in my living room. The first thing I noticed was thatmy recliner had been moved to the center of the room and wasdirectly in front of the entertainment center with the widescreen TV. The curtains were closed and all of the lights werenow on in the room. I always made sure that the curtains wereclosed so my dressing and walking around was sure to be aprivate affair. Tim was now sitting in the recliner with theremote control in. While he was in the shower I suddenly decided that I needed one too. After all I’d been sweating all day too. I hoped that he wouldn’t mind if I climbed in with him, I figured most men would look at something like that as a bonus. And I was right about that. Hal was scrubbing his hairy body and was all soaped up, he had a magnificent hard-on in the making. I just stepped into the shower with him and he reached out and hugged me to his soap-slickened body and we stood like that for a few.