She could hear them just fine.They were in the middle of what seemed to be a very intense fuck. She could hear the slapping of their wet flesh. Hannah...’s breathy sighs and voice saying ‘Yes!’, ‘Oh God!’, ‘Oh fuck!’, over and over. Max’s familiar moans and groans, and finally his crocodile grunts, which meant his cum would be catapulting into her.Her initial reaction was anger, but that didn’t last long. She knew that she was no better than he. She felt sad, and then she realized what she really. Namita was nervous a bit before and then she confidently started riding after knowing the first few rules of the new bike. She drove well but skipped a few potholes and that’s when I was able to touch her by chance. A bit later, I rested my hands on her juicy thighs where it felt like it was accidentally there. They were so damn soft. I just wanted to kiss her juicy lips. She smelt amazing. Namita took a sharp turn and there the bike skid at a vacant roundabout. I fell and she was still on the. He was probably in his forties but looked much older. The man lazelly stared at them as the boy turned to face him. They stared at each other with their mutually bored expressions for a time before the man sighed and shook his head.“Mark, you know this is my class period” The middle aged man said as he rubbed his forehead with annoyance.“Sorry Mr. Young, must have gotten the wrong room” the boy replied. He started walking toward the door and Emma hurriedly followed. As they reached the door,. Neither spoke a word as he pressed his body against hers. She could feel his semi-erect cock rubbing against her. The knowledge that at any moment someone could come in and catch them only made the moment more intense. She never saw him close the door or put the “Closed for Cleaning” sign up outside. She wanted him and he wanted her. His strong hands clasped her ass cheeks firmly and pulled her towards him. They locked in an impassioned kiss as steamy as the room itself as their hands explored.