As I slowly opened the door, the loud moaning was heard. The bedroom was open. When I peeked inside, Sam was fucking Pooja’s ass. He was fucking her...so hard. By seeing the bitch moaning, even my cock got hard. I didn’t know what to do.I just went and stood in front of them both were shocked. Sam was like, what the fuck are you doing here. I told him Pooja gave me the keys. He had no clue about it. I told him everything happened between us. He just went on his knees. Pooja didn’t know what to. I slowly moved my hands down and in front of her until they were lightly feeling her breasts. I allowed to rest there, waiting to see what she would say. Her breasts were at least the size of cantaloupes. Not as firm but I didn't mind. Not encountering any resistance I began squeezing her breasts while moving my hands in a circular motion. I pressed the front of my body into her back so she could feel my cock hardening and I felt her body shudder again and with another sigh she said, “that. Her seat was in second class, and there was no one seated next to her. Pru settled in and began a thorough reading of the manual for her wristcom. Some of its functions surprised her; especially, since it was quite thin and decorative. She called Solly and he made certain she knew how the different functions worked, confirming that he could, indeed, track her position and communicate directly.Technicalities only took finite time. When it was all settled, she sat back in her seat, thinking about. Not quite in the present, but knowing that she hadn’t heard the door, which she in any case always locked from the inside, she turned her head, just to check.Quite how he came to be there, she had no idea, but there was one of the boys, staring at her where she stood, with her breasts still on display and two fingers still pushing up into her moist tunnel.“How did you get in?” “What are you doing here?” Even, “Please don’t tell anyone.” These were just some of the things she might have said..