’ ‘You expect a man to feel threatened when a woman masturbates, because it means she doesn’t need him.’ ‘I didn’t say that!’ Kelly prot...sted. ‘You didn’t say it, or you didn’t mean it?’ Doug probed. ‘Well, Doug, I read all about it in Human Sexuality, and it made a lot of sense!’ ‘I’m sure it did,’ Doug said. ‘But think about it, you’re hearing this from me in person, and you’d prefer to believe something you read in a book at a school that doesn’t even have any men.’ Kelly thought for a. Then he began butt bouncing. The girls giggled at him.“Bounce harder, sissy slut!” giggled Garima.“Bounce those panties hard, slut!” chuckled Nuzla.James grunted with his eyes crossed as he bounced on his very sore bottom. His sweet little ass cheeks slapped against the hard floor. Suddenly, the door opened, and in walked 38 Indian men. All of those Indian men began to undress.One of the guys, Naksh, stepped forward and shoved his huge monster cock all the way to the back of James’ throat.. Each knew exactly what the other was doing all the time. Hmm...By then, though, the girls had started to come back on the platform, one at a time. It was on the platform that the girls took off the rest of their clothing and then paraded back and forth in front of the group to provide them with the best possible look. I was intrigued to see the girl, Jan, who earlier had been so concerned, proudly take off her clothes and really strut her stuff. She was a real beauty, too. At the end of each. He chest was heaving and I made the dumb move at staring at it. She moved past me and I just watched. Her ass swiveled as she strutted to the front door. She was wearing these pink shorts with black trim. Missy looked hot. I didn't say anything and just started. She put her hand on the door knob. I didn't say anything. Then she turned, tears were running down her face. She looked so cute, even when sad. "Aren't you going to stop me from leaving?" I heard her desperate plea in her shaking voice..