I could hear their muffled voices through the closed door and then the sound of the shower running. A knock on my door startled me.“Aaron,” Janie ...hispered.“Yes, ma’am,” I answered. “I told Tom you stayed and helped out last night,” she smiled, “He told me to tell you thanks.”I was getting a little bolder from the night. I rubbed my palm over the obvious bulge in the blanket. “Tell him it was my pleasure.” I could feel the blush in my cheeks when I did that.Janie smiled and said, “Surely you're. "You gave me that look, I thought you wanted a kiss," I let her know."Well, that was nice, but I had something else in mind," she told me. I was unsure what she was talking about, but she then she came close to me."Fuck me, right here in the library," she whispered.I loved the sound of that, but that was grounds for expulsion if we got caught. Although, Sharon was a stone cold fox, and saying 'no' to her was not an option. She was wearing a skirt and she lifted it up, showing her panties. She. There were a couple attached to her nipples as well, contorting themselves in sucking motions, drawing her milk into increasingly large, pulsating sacks. Judging by the way her body was writhing about, she may have been screaming with pleasure were it not for the worm in her mouth. It seemed to be practically pouring its fluid down her throat, as large amounts of it were seeping out the sides of her lips.It was an incredibly arousing sight, and I was happy to just sit there and watch, enjoying. ?So, Arael,? he said to her. ?You weren’t too enthusiastic about showing us a good, and you’re not even that great of a fuck. Can you give me any reason we should let you go on living?? ?P-please don’t k-kill me!? was all she could think to say. The men laughed.?Make her beg good and proper,? another said. ?Have her get on her knees.? ?You heard him,? number one told Arael. Slowly, shakily, PAINFULLY Arael let herself drop off the sarcophagus she was on, and then struggled up into a kneeling.