“Michelle would you like to go to my place we can have a few drinks and get to know each other better. I live a block away from here and I will pay ...for your cab ride home” Claudia says to me. “Sure why not I would like to have a few more drinks with you”. I replied. Claudia and I got our coats and left. She led the way and we waled a few blocks to her apt building. I was a very nice and trendy condo. She led me up the stairs and opened her door and led me in. “Michelle my dear what would you. So I am narrating the same and we have a group of 3 friends. One of them was Pratik and he had lost his father due to an accident a few years back.His mother’s name was Yogita and at that time she must be around 38 or40 years of age after death of Pratik’s father, we used to go to his home so often just in case, Yogita aunty need any help.So, one day, after coming from my college, I had my food and went to Pratik’s home. Pratik opened the door and took me in. We then went to his room and were. But...” I glanced at the ruler she was still clutching.“I think you should keep wearing it, babe,” she said unctuously. “Keep your cock locked for me in that tight little cage. What does it matter if it's making your pecker a little smaller? You've always wanted to be my little needle-dick, haven't you? If you keep wearing it, you might start being exactly that – my little needle-dick.” She sent me a sexy grin, tossed the ruler aside, and began stroking me again.I fumbled for words. What Mandy. "Slower. An' from the top," Samuel instructed.With trembling hands, she reached behind her to undo the bow that held her skirt. After having undone the bow, she reluctantly let the skirt slip down her white petticoat. This drew lewd catcalls from her captors."Now, I don't have to tell yuh what's next, do I?" Samuel continued with his directions.Resigning herself to the inevitable, Colleen reached behind her and unfastened her skirt ant lets it slip down to her feet. Leaving with only her.