The school was on our speed dial. Seconds after the outgoing message started, I punched in the code for Sam’s room number.“‘ello?” Sam sounded...so sleepy that I wished I was snuggled up next to her.“Hey,” I breathed. “Did I wake you?”“Yeah, but what a great way to wake up,” she purred as I heard her stretching noises.“Mom suggested we go shopping for something to wear to the dance on Friday.”“Gimme twenty minutes to shower and change,” Sam giggled. She was so adorable. I heard her moving around. She punched and ducked, weaving a little around the bag, using her knee to kick and then the side of her leg. As she warmed up, her movements became more sure, her fists punching the leather harder. A duck then a sweep with her leg under the bag, made her smile at the rightness of the movement.Her mind took over, numbing to all else around her. The bag took on features of different people, Kevin Elliott received a snap kick to his face and then a punch with all the force she could put into it.. I felt him lift my skirt up as he rubbed my nylon clad ass I was feel euphoric, until he came down on my round ass with a thunderous smack. He got more than a whimper, he got a loud ouch. I looked back and he was smiling. That’s a good bitch he said. He would switch from rubbing my ass and thighs to smacking the hell out of my ass. He grabbed my shoulder and said “Bitch get on your knees”. I did as I was told. He pulled out his cock. I would say around seven inches but about as round as a coke. Story ma aksar ajay ka ghar jaya kartha tha aksar aunty ke kam ma help kardata ak din ma ajay ka computer sa ajay sa baat kararha that u ajay ke ghar k baar ma bathraha tha or wheater ka bar ma human 1 hrs tak baat ke or ajay chalgaya aunty mara pass aye or boli sandeep internet kasa chltha hai aunty kathi muja tu mouse bhi nahi pakdna atha muja computer sikho mana kaha theak aaj sa he mana aunty ka hath mouse pa rakah or uppna hat mouse ka upper click karma laga phir aunty ko internet kasa on.