I am going to spank you til I think you have learned to behave." You then landed the first blow and the intensity made me jump. I didn't have time to ...ecover before the second one fell. Then the third, the fourth, the fifth...one after another, methodically, alternating sides. One cheek, then the other. It stung! You kept up the same pace, one after the other, my ass getting hotter, the stinging blows searing my skin. I started crying out, but you kept on going. I started pulling at my. I didn’t feel guilty about this either. My husband knew what he was doing when he let two of his friends fuck me. There were bound to be consequences. His expectation of this being a one time thing and for everything to go back to normal was unrealistic, and quite frankly, selfish. I was exposed to a world I never knew existed and I wanted to spread my wings and explore it to the fullest.I sent a message back in the group chat with the words: “Tell Rodney he can keep my panties as a memory. I. He heard her stomp up the stairs as he dialed the number, but then the two boys became so engrossed in their conversation that he never heard her come back downstairs and slip out the sliding doors to the pool area. The boys talked for a few more minutes and then hung up, and he realized that he needed to get something for his sister and himself to eat. He went into the kitchen and made a couple of sandwiches, grabbed some chips from the bag for each plate, and yelled for his sister to come and. Apparently that bed belonged to a girl who was staying somewhere else for a day or two? Or something. I noticed that there was at least one pair of panties tempting me from under the bed. I also noticed that there was a laundry sack that belonged to another girl on a chair at the other end of the dorm. You can probably guess what's coming next.As soon as they all left, I waited a few moments, then I grabbed the pair under the bed, and then rummaged through the dirty laundry bag for another.