“S....s...sorry.” She found herself saying apologetically. “I was letting it grow back until he came home again.” It suddenly dawned on her t...at she was discussing intimate parts of her body with a complete stranger and she began to feel embarrassed. “I want it shaved off now Beth.” He told her. She looked down at him. His eyes were piercing and there was a serious look on her face. She knew she should be telling him to go but she could not help herself from following his orders. “Sorry.. Our coach, Coach Stevens, was a bit of a pervert, and enjoyed watching the girls assets bounce as they ran about&hellip, oh, and how they laughed and jumped when they would get hit by balls. But anyway, we were playing a game of dodge ball that day, and of course, I was hit. Well, to make a long story short, when we would get hit, we would have to wait in the other teams prison, which was essentially a few hula hoops scattered behind the opponent team. And, like I said before, some asshole. I wondered what Jitu did with my panties. I wondered if he masturbated with them. I kind of liked the idea, though I knew I shouldn’t. I decided to try an experiment.That night, after I got myself off (thoughts of Jitu and the bulge in his jeans kept coming unbidden into my head and I had to push them away), I pressed the crotch of the underwear I had been wearing that day against my pussy. I wiped my wetness into them. I held the damp material to my nose. My scent was all over them. I left. Par waha par wo bra thhi hee nahi.aur jab aunty bathroom se bharNikli to unk hath mein b kuch nahi tha.matlab wo bra unhone pehn li.main ye soch kar pagal ho raha aur aunty to mujhse normal hee baat kar rahi thi.fir raat ko aunty ne mujhe apne room mein bulaya main gaya to wo mirror k samne bethhi thi unhone night pehni thi.jis mein se mujhe unk boobs dekh rahe the.to mera lund khara hone laga.aur tent ban gaya.Aunty: Jay aaj tum yahi par so jaoMe: thik hai auntyFir main wahi par bethh gaya.fir.