” He shook his head and left and I returned to talk with Anthony about what he had filmed. “Holy Shit! You were fucking your dad. That is fucking ...ild.” He said, as he began watching the film again. “The shit I read on the internet must be true then.” He exclaimed. “I knew that you fucked your uncle and did films with your mom and grandmother, but….fucking Wow!!” he said with smile. I started to walk back toward my bedroom and I felt Anthony’s hand grab my hair from behind. He jerked me back to. Jerome and anna left without saying too much but left another package only to be opened on our last night.the next 2 days were pretty similar i dressed like a slut blew off about 8 guys got fuxxed in the arse and pussy both evenings fed all the cum to john then on the last day i was dressed in red see thru bikini i noticed that there was a lot more people around black guys and white couples and it felt like i was getting stared at more than ever i didnt care personally then all of a sudden i. Then he must have realized the curtains were open. But Mrs. Shanti told him to take no note of it because the only person who could look through would have been me and my room was dark. She must have not seen me looking I guess. The husband said OK and ripped his pants off and then I saw that he had only a 3.5 inch cock and then he began to fuck Mrs Shanti hard.I immediately got up took a chair and started masturbating. But then as I looked closer I saw that Mrs. Shanti was clearly dissatisfied. The professor's expression was unreadable.Professor Hughes assigned separate rooms to himself and his students on the second floor. The girls were assigned to the West hall and the men the East. The professor's room was closest to the stairs, so he would keep an eye out for any shenanigans, especially from Lance and Mandy.He let them settle into their posh bedrooms while he unpacked and made sure his equipment was still working. Unbeknownst to the students, they were the subject of a bizarre.