She was pretty in a slightly boyish way; small hips, small to medium bust and cheeks that easily blushed at the least suggestion of sex (which meant a...y reference to boys, boyfriends, or babies). Despite being religiously pure, helping to organise the Sunday meeting, and leading the nightly prayers in her dormitory, she thought about sex a lot. At her school she knew many of her friends had slept with boys, they seemed to enjoy it. She wore a pledge ring, the one that said she would wait until. The knots in the sash cord used to secure her to the chair were too small for his big fingers. "Damn!" he exclaimed and ran to the kitchen. He grabbed a boning knife out of the knife drawer and rushed back to cut through the restraining ropes. He cut the gag from her mouth. "Oh, Honey, are you all right?" he asked anxiously.With difficulty, she stood up and hugged him close. "Jimmy, they were going to kill you and me and blame it all on Wally." She started to cry, "Sweetheart, I was so worried. There was no hesitation."Right now?" Yes!" she said instantly, and spread her legs."That's crazy," I said, but I got between her thighs anyway."I know," she said, reaching for my penis, and bringing it home.She groaned as I slid into her in one, long thrust, and pushed my pubic bone against hers."I want to do this forever," she gasped. "Please don't leave." I have to," I said, as I moved back and forth. Suddenly I was ready to spew."It's not fair," she whined. "I just got you, and now I have to. ‘As you can see, Karina, my desire for you is pretty high already. Why wait?’ ‘That is often what men think before they experience my ways. I think you will find the time well spent and very memorable. May I show you…please?’ Mr. Moore was intrigued. He could tell that Karina was very confident about reinforcing his carnal hunger for her. He lowered his arms and stood before her. ‘Okay, young lady, I’m curious to see what you can do. I place myself in your hands. Show me how I could possibly.