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He felt a little bit ashamed and wanted to indian naked get to the showers as fast as he could so he could take a cold, cold shower. He was relived when he got to the door. Opening it he found a spacious hallway. This was the dry off area. To his right were a few doors to some steam rooms. On his left were the gang showers, farther down the hall were the individual showers. He remembered during the tour that Barbara took him on she that men were supposed to use the gang showers and that the individual showers were reserved for ladies

No one indian girl 08 jpg else was in the gang, showers. Phew! he thought. Hanging up his towel, he walked buck naked into the empty shower room. He enjoyed having it all to himself. Turning on the water he moved it to cold. It was really cold. His heart started racing but the cold water worked and got him back down to his flaccid 5 and a half inches. Thank god for cold showers he thought

Just then he heard the door from the indian models xxx locker room open. He heard Barbara's voice, 'And the next stop on the tour is the steam rooms and showers.

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There were mumbles of approvement from the group. And from their 89 com indian movies voices, it sounded like a female group! Dave swallowed hard and continued with his shower, except he turned to the face the shower head now, hopefully they would just see his back side and walk on past the gang showers

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Dave's heart sank. indian wet pussy He got his head out of the water spray from the shower as best as he could without turning around. Kind of turning his head and looking over his shoulder he said, 'Ahh Hi, doing fine. I ahh'. Dave tried to reply but he saw Barbara mouthing what look like the words, 'turn around' 'turn...around' as she playfully mouthed the words she even gave a subtle turn of her wrist signaling him to turn around. She had her back to the group, so they saw none of that. Barbara was very subtle indian girls stripping naked indian women

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With his hair lathered up in shampoo he photos of kalaochs beaches in quinault indian reservaton turned only his head and swiveled his shoulders around and said, 'no problem'. He saw the first 3 line up in the door way and look in. They were trying not to make it obvious that they were stealing glances at his muscular backside. They seemed to be looking around, everywhere but at him, or at least they tried to make it look like that

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Dave liked big indian ass the idea, it excited him. But fantasies are one thing, to do something for real is something quite different. But he screwed up his courage and said to himself, 'what the hell' and he turned around. In the quick moment that he had to scan there expressions he saw there eyes light up and drop right to his shlong. But he didn't want to frighten them off, so he acted like they weren't there and put his head under the shower head and closed is eyes and rinsed his hair. The ladies could see his eyes were closed so they had free reign. And they took advantage of it.

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Under the interested gazes free pictures of naked indian girls of the ladies, the cool water rinsed his hair. As he ran his hands through his hair the soap suds ran down his naked body. He never felt so alive. He felt there eyes on him. It was exhilarating to be showering completely nude in front of these fully clothed women. He squinted his eyes and looked out and yup. They were still looking. And the others in back of them seemed to be trying to jockey for position to look in.

It was too much for indian sweet women him. He felt his cock again begin to grow uncontrollably. But he didn't care. He could have turned around, but he thought, hey, they have seen the showers. He knew the showers weren't why they stayed there. Let them look he thought. It secretly turned him on to let these ladies see his dick getting hard

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They were red faced, free pics of indian mature women but they reluctantly moved to let others up front. They all took one last look at the naked Adonis in the shower who was hung like a horse. And not only that his cock was starting to balloon to massive proportions

The next indian lingerie models set of ladies looked in. One even let out an audible gasp. Seeing nine inches of limp dick must have caught her by surprise. Another said, 'Oh my!

Dave acted like they weren't even there, although he indian teen pussy only loved sneaking peaks at them. He just continued to work the soap to a lather on his chest and stomach. And then his lower stomach and upper thighs and hips

Barbara was droning on and on about the facilties, showers indian lesbian sample steam rooms, when they were open, how often they were maintained. It wasn't obvious she was stalling, but she was, she was making sure all the ladies got a real good look

And look they did, the ladies seemed to lose their exploited indian girls modesty they had before, and they just ogled now. There was no mistaking that all of their eyes were glued to the very impressive, very large cock that was exposed for them in all it's glory. They watched him finish lathering up his body. His lower stomach and legs. There was a bit of silence then, almost as if everyone was waiting to see if he would soap up his penis. After all, it was a shower and getting clean is the whole point of it, right

What the hell he thought. south indian rape And he grabbed some more soap and with one hand he held his pole out of the way and with the other hand he very quickly soap up his huge balls. With that done he soaped up his shaft. It felt incredible as he wrapped his hands around his dick and 'cleaned it'. Or more precisely he stroked his cock a few times. All of this being done in full view of the shocked, but very attentive ladies. But he didn't want to push this too far. His cock was now starting to lose whatever limpness it had. It was now a swollen 10 inches hanging there, and it was beginning to rise. So he gave it just another quick tug or two, then he turned around into the shower and rinsed

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Barbara lead the stunned group out to the pool indian beauties naked area. Dave was shaking, maybe it was just the cold water he was being pelted with and had been for the past 5 minutes as he was showering when the tour was in there. Or maybe he was shaking from excitement. He tried not to think about it. He needed to get rid of his erection. He thought about jacking off in the shower, but then thought better of it. That would surely get him kicked out. So he thought about baseball. That worked. He figured he would hide out in the steam room and let the tour go through before he went out to the pool area

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