I could tell my slut of a wife was enjoying herself by the passionate cries of pleasure. I heard men grunting and the walls started to shake rhythmica...ly. I imagined what was happening in the next room and I came all over myself.I laid there for a while till my curiosity overwhelmed my fear. I got up and went to the door that separated the rooms. The moans and cries of pleasure got lauder as I stood there holding the doorknob. I stirred up some courage and opened the door.I stood there frozen. When they pulled up to a block of flats she looked at them in disbelief, half of them where boarded up and rubbish littered the strip of grass along the front.?It isn’t forever? he said as he opened the door. He took her to the ground floor flat, the paint was coming off the door and the lock jammed slightly as he tried to turn the key.The room was twelve feet by twelve feet. There was a tiny kitchen also, with a door either side, one to a small bedroom and another to the bathroom. The bedroom. Then I get on my knees and elbows above you and kiss your breasts again. I suck gently on your nipples. Then I move down and begin working my tongue deep between your pussy lips. You get very, very wet, and moan even louder. "Oh, DADDY! That feels so fucking GOOD! Don't stop! What are you doing?"I stop just long enough to tell you that I'm eating your delicious wet pussy, then continue caressing your clit with my tongue and sucking gently on your large pussy lips. After a few minutes, your. "Go get a sip of water Alyssia." Coach Ryan said as I finished my last lap around the track. He smiled as he looked down and saw the faint wet spot forming on my shorts. I went over and took a quick sip of water from a water bottle. I looked around to make sure no one was looking and dumped a little on to my shorts. I felt the vibrating again and looked up from my shorts. Coach Ryan has his hand in his pocket and winked toward me. I knew he knew what I had done. He didn't seem mad though.I.