Happy New Year to all my fans! I wish to spend this year in sexual pleasures and ... Connect the fantasy, boys! :)))

Dina fiddled with her application for college. She didn’t dare to seal it all - Ben’s words didn’t go out of her head. There is a different way than to apply for admission on an equal basis with everyone. Ben hinted that in order to fully guarantee admission to this prestigious college, she would have to celebrate New Year with several teachers of this college. Moreover, that did not leave any discrepancy, he mentioned that there is nothing for virgins to do there.

The most important thing in Ben’s proposal was that she could study for a scholarship. No, the most important thing was that Ben hinted that two more girls from school had already agreed. One was Marsha - well, it doesn’t matter - and God bless her, but the second is Sandra. Sandra, with whom Dina had to fight all the time for the title of the most beautiful, most intelligent, most active, most successful schoolgirl ... Dina could not forgive herself if Sandra had outstripped her! After all, the most important thing is success ... And how it will be achieved ... Dina did not begin to think about how she would “celebrate” the New Year, because after that she would become a college student!

- Mom! - shouted Dean towards the living room. - Me and two other girls, Marsha and Sandra, are invited to an interview at the college on New Year's. Do you think I should go?

- And will you meet Christmas with us?

- Of course, mom! Can it be any different? ...

December 31 8:05 PM.

And here the van pulls up along a snow-covered, brightly lit walkway to a small villa, picturesquely sheltered among the rocks and spruce trees, dressed in white drifts.

Dina sighed with relief. Along the way, a nervous atmosphere reigned in the cabin. Marsha, a charming girl with Asian roots, small, fragile, all the time nervously squeezing a handkerchief, looking plaintively at Dina. Sandra she defiantly ignored. Sandra, a tall athletic blonde with an outstanding bust, now and then doused Dean or Marsha with a scornful look and mumbled something like “Well, rub her soles!” Or “Well, where are you going - college for adult girls!”. In the end, Dina could not stand it and replied, "Shut up, cow!". Since then, not a word has been spoken in the cabin, only occasionally there was a delicate faint blowing. The van pulled into the stigma, the driver opened the door, and the girls picked up their backpacks and went out into the frosty air. He sniffed the engine from behind, and the van drove toward the city.

A few minutes at the door of the girl looked embarrassed at each other, but then Sandra resolutely pressed the bell button.

The door was opened by a bald, fat, handsome, cheerful and cheerful look.

- ABOUT! Finally, our Santa has come! - Fatty opened the door wider. - Come in - go through, we have been waiting for your gifts!

Then he quite gallantly took the outerwear.

Then he came out in front of embarrassed girls, and, smiling at all 32 snow-white teeth, rubbed his plump hands:

- So what do we have here? How lovely.!. Three Graces! Two tall, one small; two whites, one color; two brunettes, one blonde! You seem to have been selected for an elegant society! - the burly man touched the girls affectionately. - That's just with the size of the bust some slip came out.

Then the fat man stepped to Marchha and grabbed her by the chest:

- Little ... But elastic, oh!

Then he stood in front of Dina and squeezed her breasts.

- This is more! There is something to grasp!

And then proceeded to Sandra. Her bust has also been studied.

- ABOUT! And the biggest! Ltd! What a pleasure!

Fatty rolled his eyes and even smacked of excess feelings. Dina stood, red as a cancer, throughout her plump hands, with their breasts.She did not expect them to be squeezed right away. But she did not dare to object, embarrassedly drooping her gaze, and only out of the corner of her eye noting that Sandra had focused her main attention.

Fatty took the documents for admission from the girls and pointed to the door at the end of the corridor with a wide gesture:

- Well, well, go to the hall, I will introduce you to our company.

The girls, almost falling into a swoon from fear and embarrassment, in a flock followed the cheerful person.

In the vast hall was warm and cozy, twilight reigned, illuminated by flashes of a huge fireplace. Along the perimeter, about a couple of meters from the fabric wallpaper, there were wide soft sofas, one of which housed three men. Eyes of men immediately rushed to the logged. As expected by Dean, the focus was on Sandra. “Maybe it will be okay?” The girl thought, squinting her eyes at the huge neckline of Sandra's pink blouse. She herself was dressed much more modest - tight-fitting slender legs, blue jeans and a gray thin jumper, very simple, but emphasizing a nice figure. Unfortunately, Dina’s catchy appearance also attracted male looks. The girl blushed again and lowered her eyes, beginning to examine the fleecy carpet.

Dina was embarrassed to look towards the men, especially since she was horrified to discover that they were all in bathrobes. But when the fat man began to represent his friends, he had to, despite the burning cheeks, look up.

- This is Wayne.

Curly, tight, lobasty, serious man raised a glass of whiskey, welcoming the girls.

- This is Jorge.

A dryish, gray-haired man nodded importantly, carnivorous looking at the same Sandra. Dina thought that some more and this man could be called older.

- This is Christian.

A little dark-skinned mulatto, large, even sitting impressed by a very tall man, smiled white-teeth.

- Well, my name is Edgar. So, girls undress.

Dina's heart sank. She fell into a stupor, still not fully aware of what such a sweet Edgar wants from her.

- Come on, go ahead! We have prepared some clothes for you, you need to change into her clothes. So? - Edgar looked expectantly at the girls.

The girls, shy of time, looked at each other, not daring to start undressing, terribly embarrassed by the attentive glances fixed on them. But there was nowhere to go, and they had to, tangling in their sleeves, trouser legs, pantyhose, to expose themselves. Soon all three girls turned out to be naked and stood in the middle, though among the poorly lit, but still not dark enough, the hall. They timidly huddled together, covered intimate places, and desperately cowardly, as if by chance. Dina cursed herself for having completely shaved her pubis, and now anyone who thinks of it can perfectly see her delicate petals, slightly protruding outside. The men began to speak approvingly, but Dina’s brain couldn’t perceive any words until she suddenly heard Marsh’s trembling voice:

- Can I put on YOUR clothes?

Dinah nodded feverishly, glancing at Edgar. She didn’t like the jolly fat guy who was amused by these words.

- Of course of course! I am now.

At first, he put bright red high-heeled shoes in front of the girls, according to Dina, excluding the possibility of walking.

- I hope you fit - it is these dimensions you indicated in the e - mail.

The girls, under the looks of their will, hurriedly put their shoes on, trying to shine as little as possible with their charms. At this time, Edgar appeared in front of them, carrying in his hands some kind of red cloth trimmed with white fluffy fur. He giggled, as if he had thought of something extremely witty.

- The rest I will wear on you myself!

To the bewilderment of the girls, Edgar, coming up to each one in turn, tied a scarf around their necks in the way that cowboys wore him in westerns ...