“Any pain there?” he asked.“No, not really.”“How did people escape then?”“We’re not sure. Maybe they ran into the mountains, or left b... car” said Lauren as she watched Nikki lying on the bed.Dr Bonner pulled her knickers down to her knees and felt her vagina, moving her knickers slowly to her feet as he parted her legs.“Does that hurt?” he asked quietly, touching her lips.“No, not really” said Nikki, her face contorted with pain.“What about here?” He pushed against her anus.“Ow! Yes. Please. It appears I'm not the only one touching myself. Francesca is now openly rubbing her crotch for her guest. Her head tips back against the glass, legs akimbo as her arm jiggles with the strokes to her centre. In my head, he's telling me -- her -- what to do. "Finger yourself, Francesca. Your touches please me. Flick your clit. Show me how wet you are. Make me hard and I will fuck you." I follow his instructions beneath my wet panties. My juices are flowing freely and I can smell the sweet musk. She did the same thing Sam did."I will have towels ready for you," Ian shouting.Inside the special shower room, the 2 tutors were rinsing and cleaning the other 5 boys. They seemed to have enjoyed it as they felt the tutors' nipples touching their backs each time they got cleaned. Between where the showers were and where the shower door was a small corridor (like in gyms) where there was a bench. Ian had placed 7 towels there for them.When the boys finished showering, they all went downstairs.. She was working in her small front yard garden and was sweaty and glistening in the hot sunlight. Her hair was wet and askew as I watched her blow a few strands from her face. Innocently she licked a salty drop from her lips and wiped her cheek as she bent forward to add a bag of yard waste to her trash can. When she bent she exposed her massive cleavage to my eager eyes. She was glorious, wet, hot, and seemed likely to tumble out of the tiny tied top she was wearing as it too was wet with her.