She was sweaty from dancing and I am sure her juices were flowing from the hot dancing. She moaned a little, relaxed and allowed me to penetrate her h...le with my fingers. She dropped both her arms under the table and immediately moved her hands up to the bulges in our pants. Anthony and I both smiled and took no time to unbutton our pants and free our boners. We even pulled them down a little to give her better access to our dicks. I wanted better access to her pussy, so I asked her to sit up. It was probably the largest of the three with a nicely-sized private bathroom. It had probably belonged to the parents of a f****y, at one time or another. I placed the box down and looked around. A lone armoire stood in one corner of the room. My bed, hopefully, would be arriving sometime today, in case you were wondering on what I was planning on sl**ping tonight. Walking to the armoire, I opened the middle cabinet and looked around. It was empty and smelled of stale dust. Yes, stale dust. If he could not see he just made a huge mistake with an awesome woman, he did not deserve her anyway. I was pretty proud of myself for coming up with that on a spur of the moment as a young, dumb, and full of cum guy just out of basic. She put her head on my shoulder and gave me a hug. I was starting to get uncomfortable now, she just kept hugging me. We must have sat there for a good 10 minutes or so. I was getting uncomfortable because her left breast was pressed up against my chest and at. She never gagged.With a small tap on the mattress I invited her to drape herself over the edge of the bed. Dazed she followed my command.?24 strokes, in quick succession, with the leather belt is your punishment. You don’t need to count but I would suggest that you try keep that position.? I don’t believe she quite understood but she would find out soon enough.I positioned myself nicely behind her so that I could swing the belt freely either back handed or fore handed.?Ready??A muffled Yes.