Grants Hall was built with a bend to each end that made it look like it was closing in on it's self. I had finished orientation and had met with my as...igned counselor and been informed that I was on a list to be a student counselor. I was in the shower around eight o'clock when a strikingly handsome fellow strutted in. His towel was hanging from one shoulder as he survived the shower area. Our eyes met, he smiled and turned and exited the shower area. Thinking that that was strange, I. .Fill me…harder…..fuck me harder…give me your cock!”We all four were panting, our eyes were wild and our faces shining with lust and sweat as fcuking continued.I pulled out Mamta’s cunt without saying anything and she looked at me in surprise.”Turn over. I must fuck you the your husband is fucking my wife. I want you bent like a bitch when you take my cock. Dont you like to be my bitch? Does my Mama like being a bitch? Turn over, Fast” I instructed.Mamta seemed to like being treated by a. I let out a huge scream, but no one seemed to notice from the music. I instantly began panting, gasping for air. I had never felt anything like this before. At first he was slow with his thrusting then as I started grinding my hips once again, he increased his speed. I honestly couldn’t say how long this lasted before I eventually lost control. I could feel myself getting closer to climaxing and all of a sudden my body went partially limp and I shot a big load of cum into my panties. He must. Then he grabs her hair and rams himself deep in her throat. Unprepared she gags and he uses this to force himself farther down. Tears trickle down her face. He slowly slides himself out and then slowly eases himself back down her throat. Then he tells her ‘okay, slut, now suck my dick.’ She does so all too willingly; she loves the feeling of his warm cum running down the back of her throat. He pulls out and grabs her around the neck. Now it’s time for her punishment.He handcuffed her hands.