Someone: “So what’s your name?”Neha: I am Neha.Someone: How old are you Neha?Neha: I am 23.Someone: Are you married?Neha: Yes.Someone: Does your...husband know that you are here?Neha: Yes he does.Someone:What kinda sex do you like?Neha: Silent.There there was a cut for few seconds and the view came back.Again the same question…Someone: I asked What kinda sex you like?Neha: Group Sex.Someone: (With a laugh) Sorry we can’t here you.Neha: Group sex (with a shaky voice).Suddenly, my eye fell on her. Olivia was a cute girl. She was very shy, but that might be the effects of her feelings for him. He knew he didn't want to hurt her, but he also knew that she needed to look for another love interest. He fell asleep still trying to decide what to say to her.The next day at lunch, he found an empty table and sat down. Olivia and some of her friends took a table in his line of sight as usual. However when she looked over at him, he motioned her to come and sit with him. Olivia screwed up her. I was in tall cotton, I figured, looking at my furnishings. We had only been here two days and I had already made a lot of friends and all of them would rather fuck than fight.I had drifted off to sleep when I was awaken by Able coming into the Kiva singing some sad song, I couldn’t tell what it was and got up to see what was happening. Steve and Roy wearing bathrobes were half carrying Able, who was singing at the top of his lungs, the only problem was Able had forgotten the words and how to. Holding her hips, I began slow, deep, hard trusts. With each movement towards her she pushed back to me, my cock going in deeper and harder. She reached down with one hand, supporting herself on the table with the other, her hand rubbing her pussy as my cock went in and out. I could feel how wet she was on my cock, and the sound of my skin slapping against her body got louder until she stopped pushing, her legs trembled as she came. I paused, then slowly pulled out. ‘What you doing?’ I knelt.