The sound of fucking was awesome like phhht phhat phhat phaat phhat. And she was moaning hardShe:- ahhh ahhh ahhhh fuck me. Chodo mujhe. Mera pati toh...hat bhi naii lagata. Bas aata h dalta h gira diya ho gaya.Mujhe nahi pata tha itna maja aata h. Abse toh jald hi mila karengeMe:- ha meri sweety ab tum jab chaho tab milenge aur maje hi maje karenge.She:- ha bas kisi ko shaq na hoMe:- kisse shaq hoga. Na tum kisi ko bologi na me. ( I promise I like to keep it secret because I love privacy of both. 'I asked you a question naughty girl, what are you?' Wendy gritted her teeth and answered as civil as she could. 'I'm a naughty girl' This was met with another sharp slap across her bottom. 'No, wrong answer. You are a VERY - NAUGHTY - LITTLE - GIRL aren't you?' The words 'very naughty little girl' were punctuated by slaps across each bare bottom cheek. 'I am a very naughty little girl' This still wasn't good enough for Dorm Mother, as she leaned close to Wendy and whispered menacingly in her. His hand cupped my cunny and squeezed.“God baby,” I heard him saying as I felt his body pushing against mine.My hips began rocking, rubbing my pussy with his hand, and I felt his hard cock through his jeans pressed hard, rubbing along my bottom. Suddenly he released me, and I felt the sting directly on my wet panties. My back arched and my arms buckled, so my head was now on the bed.“Mark…” I moaned.Slow, soft circles were rubbing my panties against my lips, pushing between them brushing along. ” “No problem.” I took the last drink of my Coke. “It was nice to talk with you. Thanks for the Coke.” I stood to leave. “No, wait.” Valerie placed a light touch on my forearm, stopping me in my tracks. “Hold up. Stay a little while. I’d like to talk to you some more.” She seemed a little more awkward than normal but was smiling at me. I had nowhere to go and wasn’t in the habit of turning down requests from adults so I sat back down at the table. Valerie immediately poured me another drink..