His forceful pelvic strikes rippled my ass cheeks and caused them to heave forward, crashing back into him as he struck them again. The sound of him u...ing me like a fuck toy filled the room and echoed off the walls.“Uh… uh… uh…” I whined, helplessly enjoying my tight, teen pussy being used. His thrusts quickened as he struck my ass cheek viciously with his hand, grabbing it liked he owned me.“That’s a good girl,” I heard him encourage me as I arched my back and pushed more of my ass down his. I did however finally get a tip from our IT guy (I am sure I often left tell-tale signs of what I had been doing on the net).At last, I could surf and perv to my heart's content. I was very inquisitive, naive and extremely hungry. I was turned on by almost everything I found (but I do not like illegal porn). There were teens, young women, mature women, grannies, 3somes, orgies, groups and so forth. I obviously also stumbled on some gay porn, but I made a berth around this (I was initially not. "We'll need to check the planes out and consider the financial arrangements," I told her with my best honeyed smile. "But I don't see any problems otherwise. We would require assurances, of course, that your girls would keep their hands off the pilots." Rest assured, the flight deck door is ALWAYS locked during the flights," she just managed to spit out, very red-faced.Yes, I bet it is, I thought."Fine, then I'll wait for further details," I told her, ending the conversation. She made no reply. "You start," I said.She said, "We have heard fairly loud parties on Friday and Saturday nights for the past several weeks, Ms. Hubert. We haven't paid any real attention; they haven't really bothered us."Ms. Hubert looked at me. "Is that correct? Have either of you attended these parties?" Anne is my friend as well as my roommate, ma'am. She doesn't lie. There have been noisy parties for some time. I've assumed they are natural and common. And, no ma'am, neither of us has gone to them, although.