..Ruthie woke up about an hour after Mike was up. Already the room was bright with morning sunlight. She was still aching ... and still depressed abou... the let-down the night before. Poor Mike, she thought to herself ... what am I gonna tell him? She spent several minutes lying in bed and watching her companion as he worked on his paper. She mulled over what to say to him. At first she wanted to tell him what had happened a few hours before; that she had found out that there was a very. I watched the reflection in the window. She made a sad face. Suddenly my dick seemed less of a powerful arm and more of a scary, unwanted appendage. “Holy crap,” I muttered. I glanced down at her. She was watching my dick. The reflection behind my sister got bigger.“What’s with the reflection?” I asked my sister in a flirty way. “That’s why I didn’t touch it.” She answered, sniffling. “Your dick is touching me.” “Okay, that. I could tell he was trying to act nonchalant about it, it was adorable. Jon was a very good looking kid. Dark tan, short black hair, tall, and very athletic with huge abs for his age. I had seen him in the hallway lifting up his shirt for those young girls. His abs were absolutely ripped. He was one of the ones I was trying to get for months. Jon then looked around the room to make sure no one was even near, and then came in closer. “Is it true you were at Sam’s house last Friday Ms. Kelly?”. And call me Lizzy."Lizzy dragged Lisa and me off to the Play Room, shedding our few remaining clothes along the way.All four walls of the Play Room were mirrored, floor to ceiling; the padded vinyl floor provided the perfect surface for tribbing, which Lizzy pulled me into. Oh she was good - grinding her pussy into mine, grabbing my tits, making me so wet that I barely noticed the blinking red LEDs on the numerous cameras mounted on the ceiling.I managed to flip her over and thought I was.