It was a video of her getting drilled by her bf in the school showers. Iqra had nothing to say she didn't know what to say and what would happen and d...idn't really hear what the coach was saying until he grabbed her arm and told her to keep quiet about what he showed her if she told her bf about the video he will show it to their families and they both will be expelled from the school and told Iqra to come back in his office during the annual day practice.Iqra had no idea how she survived rest. She never objected me touching her inappropriately as she had no idea whatwas going in my mind.2 years passed by and thankfully, we got admission in the same college. We opted for graduation in commerce. Our friendship had now grown stronger than ever.Because we both were good looking, many boys used to try their luck. I never gave anyone any chance as I was already in love with Meera. But I was scared for Meera, what if someone impresses her? What if she develops feelings for anyone. Such. "As I obey, I close my eyes. I don't want to look at him looking at me. My chest heaves with every sob. This was the perfect day. This shouldn't happen.I jump when he touches my clit. He rubs it back and forth. Oh god, somebody help me! With one hand he opens up my pussy lips."Oh, yes," he says. "Absolutely beautiful."He rubs a finger in between and I flinch because his nail accidentally scrapes me. I have no choice in being touched by this man. Anyone I've let touch me was because I said it. Soon I felt Karl approaching orgasm. He pulled out and squirted all over my ass.Dad was gone from the door and Karl put on his clothes. When I went to the bathroom to wash myself, I saw my dad standing and looking into the door to my bedroom where Sven was fucking his wife. Mom laid on her side and Sven was behind her with his dick in her pussy. Her tits bounced with each thrust, and you could see right into her bush and clitoris. Sven held her ass firmly with both hands. Dad stood with his.