They joined arms, and continued to strut down the hall.They passed rooms, and could see a few teachers trying to manage their class. But most of the s...tudents in class were distracted. Some were even engaged in various acts of passionate necking.It was at that point that they passed Mr. Taylor's room. Both girls giggled as they peered in. They had to stifle more giggles when they saw that Miss Markovic was bent over Taylor's desk.She moaned like the whore she was now. Her perky tits were crushed. He raced up the stairs as quietly as he could and tip toed down to his bedroom door. They hadn’t even bothered to close it. He leaned around the doorframe and looked in. His wife was on all fours, naked, thrusting back at the man who was fucking her. He was a skinny young guy, looking like a nerdy high school teenager, but his wife was really loving what the k** was doing to her. ‘Yeah!’ she hissed. ‘Fuck my ass, you stud!’ John was furious. Not that she was cheating on him, but that she was. He continued his assault on my wife's pussy for another thirty minutes. In this time, she came twice more, the last coinciding with his. I watched and saw their bodies tense up as Mark began to fill her cunt with his sperm. After they stopped, I went back to our guests and made like I didn't notice when they came back. The party broke up at about one thirty, and soon, only Karen and Mark and me were left.Karen said she had to tell me something that wouldn't be easy for her to do. I played. That was a start, but the Master Gunnery Sergeant was still suspicious."If you would just step in here, sir, we need to check you for concealed weapons." No," came the firm, but courteous reply."Beg pardon, sir, but I must check you for weapons, or you cannot come in." That is not possible," said the man."Then move along," the soldier ordered."No," repeated the man, "I am on Kobekistani territory here, on the road. U.S. territory ends at the wall."Master Gunnery Sergeant Berkowitz considered.