Now she only felt a sense of fullness and completion that she had never experienced before. Her only thought was to find some way to convince her part...er not to withdraw from her insides before she was able to derive the ultimate female expression of feminine pleasure.The weight on her back and the louds groans of delight caused her to look over her shoulder because it certainly did not seem like the usual conduct for a horny demon or a sex-crazed ghost. Much to her astonishment, she saw that. About 30 mins later Kend arrives. He actually passes me without seeing me as he walks in the door. When he asks Sir where I am Sir points and Kend turns to see me in the corner. A slight side view of my boobs and a full view of my ass both glowing red. He knows I was punished but not what for. He calls me over to him.I turn and start to walk to him when he points to the ground. I immediately drop down and crawl to him."Why are you being punished?" "Sir, I forgot the rule of undressing the. You looked really cute, layin' there all curled up and suckin' on your thumb. Bet you was dreamin' about suckin' on somethin' else, wasn't you?" Zeke smiled."I . . . I don't know." Patrick answered as he sat up. "Shouldn't we check if the phone works? I need to call a garage." What you need a garage for, baby doll?" Zeke asked."I . . . I need to get my car fixed. I . . . I need to get home." Patrick stammered."You are home, honey-chile. Yer in yer new home." I . . . I don't . . . I . . . what?". -Excellent. What do you drink? We can sip on something when you come over.-Browns.-I got Jack Daniels.Two minutes passed by. The biker texted again.-That's wassup! Uber be here in 5 mins. It gone take 20 min to get to you.-Awesome! I'll be waiting.Devin bounced up. He slid the coffee table to the far right side of the living room. He pulled the cushions from the sofa and let out the bed. He lit a vanilla cupcake scented candle. He ran to his bedroom and changed clothes. He descended the stairs.