Ghar aane ke baad sab mazaak masti kar rahe the. Kawal mere sath khadi thi. Fir usne mere kaan mein bola-Kawal: Sona matt, baat karni hai kuch. Thodi ...der baad room mein aaja.Maine usko dekha, wo hasne lagi aur chali gayi. Main thodi der baad uske room mein gaya, to wo washroom mein thi. Jab wo baahar aayi, to main usko dekhta hi reh gaya.Wo naha kar aayi thi. Geele baal the uske, tight t-shirt, tight pajama, ufff… Meri to dekh kar hi haalat kharaab ho gayi. Wo mujhe aise dekh kar hasne lagi. She ignored the rest of the exchange. Most ended with the woman in tears, and it was not as if she could do anything about it.Renee needed to sleep."Get up."She blinked as the harsh lights flooded into the closet."Here." Cloth was shoved into her hands. "Put this on."She staggered to her feet. Five days in Zack's 'care', with the majority of the time in his goddamn closet, didn't help her coordination in the least.The boy yanked her to her feet.Renee glanced at the soft fabric in her. My eyes were fixed on her legs and crotch. Her knickers stopped, just below her stocking top but her dress kept rising. I felt a swelling in my trousers, fixed to the spot, I could not move my eyes as her crotch came in to show. The pale soft looking flesh at the top of her legs giving way to a hairy bush, now visible with being close to it. The mousey colour hair in a neat triangle and her pussy lips visible through the hair, my first close encounter with a woman and I was working for her. He stepped back and bent at the waist a little.I slid my cock between the cheeks of his arse, pressing the fabric while sliding up and down the gap. Oh it felt electric with the fabric doing great things to my cock. I had hold of his hips and he was slowly wanking himself. I occasionally adjusted the angle so that my cock pressed straight at his arse rather than sliding. This might have pressed against his hole or not but either way we both groaned.He pulled away and asked if I’d like to try on.