It was as if we were inside of a large egg. Everything was white and the surfaces all seemed rounded. Even the two dozen chairs, which appeared to be ...hite leather, and were made such that you almost had to lie on them, instead of sitting. There was a small screen, resembling a touch pad, positioned conveniently beside each seat, and the seating was arranged in a circle surrounding us.Catherine, Anna, Izzy, Adriana, Grace, Vickie, Nicky, Abby, Ileana, Jessica, Deedee, and Hanna all looked. I moved my hand up her thighs and slide my finger under her panties. My finger slide inside her and got sucked in like a vacuum she was leaking so wet as the 2md then 3rd then 4th finger went in and she started humping them. Standing up my soaking wet fingers pulled out of her. She slipped off her panties and bra teasing me like a stripper would. She rubbed her finger between her wet bald pussy lips and sighed.She started finger fucking herself then slid her wet fingers across my lips and I. Nisha acknowledged it and said, “Thank you”. Harsh messaged again saying, “Let’s enjoy it together in our respective rooms”.Both of them started reading the story at the same time. Harsh was fondling his tool, Nisha was rubbing her pussy and they slept after they were done. This continued for a few days and Nisha use to occasionally give a peck on Harsh’s cheeks while Harsh was still shy to do so.A week later, Harsh went to Nisha’s house in the morning and Nisha was sleeping at that time.. He held a comforting arm around Gail’s shoulder. He nodded to me. God. We were equals. Contemporaries... god no.I was led from the court room to the Z-Chamber, the gallery filing in to watch. There were cameras. I swallowed. I considered running but decided that I’d take my punishment like a man... ironic really."Throw him in," the Judge ordered. The two guards nodded and did as instructed, unzipping me out of my prison jumpsuit and bodily throwing me into the Z-chamber. The crowd assembled to.