She approached me and bent down and gave me the glass. As she bent, I could see her cleavage. Damn, It was huge and I wanted to get my sausage in the ...iddle of it. I noticed my cock starting to get harder and I tried my best to hide it. To start a conversation I said”I like your saree.””Really, I just got it.”She got up and started to pose for me like it was a saree commercial or something. She then turned around to show me the backside. Man! She had some nice ass. She then turned around and. The doctor was well into an obviously well-rehearsed speech about how Southern State University had a well-earned reputation and was among the best schools of archaeological and anthropological studies in the country. He expounded at length and in great detail on the number and importance of SSU archaeological digs at major sites around the world. At the end he said, "I was reading over clippings that we get from a press clipping service and was extremely disturbed to find an almost unique. Rolled one nipple between thumb and forefinger. Mybreathing was strained, partly from stress and partly from the waythat corset was hurting me. Also from being overstimulated. I tuggedon each nipple in turn, making it seem even more like I had real tits.This couldn't be happening.That was my final attempt at denial. All at once my balls pulsed. Mynipples seemed to become twice as receptive. I made a strained soundfrom deep in my throat, moaning at the disgrace that was about tobefall me. . There were eight girls in total, all at least my age, 23 with some being 24 and 25. "That you Mark" Jess shouted through as I opened the fridge and took a few gulps of orange juice from the carton."Yeah" I replied closing the fridge to hear the girls seemingly whispering now and giggling a little."Why don't you come through and join us" she called to the kitchen.I walked to the lounge and stood just inside the doorway as each girl glanced up. I recognised all the young women who sat in my.