Dad took me into my classroom and left me like he always does. Susan was there. We have the same name. I think that is strange, but she is usually a g...ood person. She tries to help me when I need it and leave me alone when I don’t. Her job is to help Mr. Quillian, who is our real teacher.Like always, I sit next to David. He isn’t like me. But at least he doesn’t talk much. We start doing Math. I like math. Math is good. I understand it. We have 15 students in class this time, which is not a good. Neona's wrists were still bound and she still had the rope vine around her neck and in the hands of her captor but at least she was sitting up rather than lying on her stomach. Her butt still smarted from the smack and an earlier inspection had confirmed her suspicion that it had welts, Still sitting was better than lying on her sore ribs.As they rode, her captor reached around and stuffed cold pieces of meat into her mouth. He continued to feed her until she shook her head and said, "No. "Please fuck me,"Jim slapped my ass even harder. "Such a polite little girl."The other men had opened their pants and were stroking their cocks as they watched this lurid scene.I spread my legs a bit and rolled my hips to invite Jim's cock inside me."Oh God, have mercy on me," I gasped. "Please Jim. Put your cock in me..."I heard his zipper go down. Then even more rustling of clothes. Jim was stripping."In your pussy, Wendy?"I had lost all shame by now."Yes, yes, in my pussy. Fuck my little. Her hands abandoned his back and moved between them. He thought maybe she was going to rub herself off under him. He slid all the back into her before he realized she wasn’t stroking herself, she was spreading herself open for him. “Oh, gods,” she exclaimed as he pushed up against her. “Keep it right there.” She was squeezing him rhythmically in time to the music that filled the garage as she rocked against him. He slid his free hand up her leg, along her hip, up her flank until he found.