Muzse raha nahi ja raha.’ Wo uthkar khda ho gaya aur mere chutpar apna lund ragadane laga main sochne lagi ki kya yehi lund hai jo adha ghante pahle... murzaya tha. Lund ke supade ko mere chutpar ghisne ke baad usne dhirese ek shot mara. Uska lund thodasa ander gus gaya wo mere petpar hath ghumate ghumate meri chuchiyonki or ja raha tha. Muze gudgudi ho rahi thi aur meri chut me main uske lund ko mehsoos kar rahi thi, ki achanak usne ek karara shot maara aur uska lund meri bur ko chirta hua. "Sir, what are you doing?" He winked at me and shushed me with his finger. Then he walked around my back, grabbed my hair and slammed me into the table. All bent over and still tighed hard up. "I'm calling the cops, but first we're going to have some fun, bitch!" He was so angry!?! "Cops, what are you talking about?" He just laughed, bent down to take off my boots, then he dragged off my jeans. He pulled out my new stayup stockings and panties, all pink, off course. Then he put them on me.. I felt and acted like a bewitched student, like an ecstatic apprentice completely converted to a new religion. I was investigating a terra incognita.One day she applied body oil on my entire body. «Turn around» she said, «I’ll give you the massage of your dreams». She started rubbing my back and soon she moved to the lower parts of my body. She knew exactly what she was doing and and she was doing it in a very sensual way. After a while she concentrated to my buttocks, rubbing them and squizing. Sangeeta passed a comment wow you are beautiful, I received the complement with smile. Like all other collages in India in my collage also there was a ragging problem, around 10 PM at the night, my senior girls came to my room, there are six girls in that batch, they closed the doors. First they caught the other new girl, who stays in my room and asked about her personal things, and asked to sing, dance etc, after Sangeeta introduced me to the girls. One of the girls asked about my bra size, I.