Yanna moaned deeply and was nearly overwhelmed by the sensation, her body shaking.It also meant that Rennis wanted something else now.She drew herself...up, her breasts shiny with the oil from Rennis' cock. She slid back, grasping his penis in her hand, stroking it lightly a few times before cradling it in her hand and running the tip of her tongue along the underside of his shaft, methodically from one end to the other, lingering near the head, licking at the sensitive spot right there. She was. And then he proceeded to spank her right across her bum ... and Marina was made to count out 'the beat'... 1,2,3 ... pause 4,5,6 ... pause 7,8,9 pause... 10,11,12 an so on until he'd given her 24 spanks. 'One for every hour in the day', he said and added ' Next time it will be 52, one for each week in the year! But there won't be a next time will there, Marina?'' No sir, ' she replied hardly holding back her tears. The rest of the girls had been just as shocked as I and they turned their heads. Thinking she might be ill, I cracked her door open and peered in. Imagine my surprise at seeing her, stark naked, lying on top of her bed, furiously pumping a dildo in and out of her pussy, which I noticed was absent her beautiful blonde hair.She was pumping away, her eyes closed tightly, and moaning, "Jack, Jack, fuck me; fuck me." She came, arching her back, giving me a good view of her perfect 38C tits, 26-inch waist, and an ass to die for. I quickly closed her door, and headed for the. I’d been home fuming for almost a week. I knew I was going to be harassed. There was no doubt about it. She had to do it now, harass me. She could rationalize letting me rot before, but not anymore and that reality was killing me. The man? I didn’t care about him. But her... It was the 29th. I’d wondered how long it would be before she assaulted me. Well, and then I knew. But it wasn’t her, yet, it was him, again. I saw him coming toward my door. I left it ajar, as had become my habit. I was.