With that train of thought, I made my way out of the women’s locker room and over to the men’s.I opened the door and peeked my head inside. “Hel...o? Anybody in here?” I shouted. No reply. “If there are any dudes in the locker room speak now, a lady is coming in!” Still no reply. “Seems I lucked out,” I said. My flip-flops echoed through the locker room as I plodded my way to the showers. To be safe, I did a quick look around and confirmed that I was alone. A line of five pillars with four shower. Initially I stayed in a men’s hostel , but later shifted to a house in Idiranagar along with some Mallu Bachelor friends , though I was born and brought up outside , being a Malayali I preferred mallu company. All of them from Kerala either studying or working , we were really having a pleasant time over there . This house we rented for ourselves consisted of three portions . One was the outhouse that we stayed which consisted of two bed rooms and the other two portion was in a single building.. Another loud moan left my lips, as both of them started to fuck me. The groans of the horde accompanied my moans before my mouth was plugged by the man in the chequered shirt. My eyes closed as I felt his helmet hit the back of my throat and the other two cocks penetrated me. I was a whore for the horde but I loved each second of their dicks fucking me. Our bodies were cold but our passion burned like a thousand fires. Each of their lengths slid in my pussy, ass and mouth. My body was violently. She took most of her anger out on the family and frankly Julie could never see why her father stayed around.Julie's father Mike was the exact opposite. He was tall and hunky especially for his age of 45. He had big broad shoulders and a large muscular chest. His brown hair was just starting to get some grey in it but instead of it making him look old it made him look more sophisticated. He worked a desk job at a manufacturing company during the day and on weekends and some evenings he coached.