For fun, I put my jeans back up but left them unzipped and slightly low on my hips. I felt sexy. I snapped a pic in the mirror with my phone. Silly, I...know, but I wanted to remember my first very own pair of bikini panties.I didn’t want to rush it this time, so I sat in the chair in our living room and let my fingertips run along the outline of my cock gently, like when I am teasing Melissa. It felt so fucking good! I reached down and cupped my balls, then I rolled them around while I snuck the. As I was admiring other naked females, our seniors were also admiring us."Ok bitches, split into two rows. One's on the right with hair and the shaved ones to the left. Quick, we can't waste time; you ladies got lot of tasks to be done." It was the leader senior again.I realized that this division was to heighten our humiliation further. We slowly started moving to right or left basis, if we had pubic hair or not. Although the room was small, there was so much care being taken by us not to. . very nice ones. The men wanted to cum on our faces, so Julie and I kneeled down and let them. I then taught Julie how to lick the cum off me and swallow. She tried it and liked it. I don't think any of men went soft watching us. We were pretty erotic. We did what Julie called snowballing, where we swapped the cum back and forth too; we put on a show for the men." She paused, "You know, we have done this with you Jim – with your stuff – Crystal and me, oh, and Jill and that Nancy in Dublin.". I would have been inviting myself, and while it would have been more difficult, it would still have been possible for them to disengage -- and it would have been irritating enough to them that the guy might even decide to take a swing at me for messing things up. No, it was time to settle back and wait for them to move things to the next level. The most I could do -- and I did it -- was to smile encouragement, settling back and relaxing and watching.The woman eyed me, smiling, having called my.