“God, you feel so big inside me,” she honestly complimented his dick.“Hold my hands, and start riding me,” A said, raising and taking his hand...s towards her.Kareema held his hands, each in hers and started riding him. Their fingers were crossing each other. She felt that he was holding her hands soft enough for her not to Get hurt but hard enough for her to be unable to run away.Anyway, she didn’t wanna run. She wanted to ride.“Oh yeah, your dick feels so good inside of me,” she moaned as she. I decided that I’d just buy a new main unit from Radio Shack next weekend and be done with it. That would probably irk her more. It also dawned on me that it might lead to questions about money, but I’d say I was using the profits from the student council, as well as for working for Doctor Grossi and the Deli. It would be a stretch, but I figured I could convince Dad there were no concerns.I also realized that at the moment I wasn’t doing anything improper, and Don Joseph had implied fairly. She waited as I gathered my purse and computer bag, then I followed her through the garage to the door into the house. We’d used this entrance before when I was them, of course.She led me through the house along the familiar route to upstairs and the bedroom I would be using. I was expecting boxes but there was nothing out of place. I looked around puzzled and she laughed. Mementos were on end tables and arranged around the sitting room. The bedroom itself and huge closet was also. But there was no such luck. Jennifer and Janet both pronounced me adelightful lover, but neither showed any inclination at all to releaseme or give me a scrap of clothing to wear, despite my fervent pleas. Infact, the more I pleased them, the sexier it seemed to make them feel tokeep me this way, a nude sex-animal, caged for their pleasure!They delighted in teasing me endlessly about my status there, making mecrouch down or walk on all fours, giggling at my obvious embarrassmentand constant.