"Okay," I said with trepidation. "I'm washing her on Saturday afternoon as usual. Why don't you come over and we'll wash her and then go out for a rid..., and maybe dinner and a movie." And I'll plan on spending the night, don't forget that," she smirked.I just nodded my head woodenly because as much as I had dreamed of having sex with Lainie, I was pretty fucking sure that we'd never get that far.Saturday came, as it always does and right around 1 o'clock in the afternoon, Lainie showed up at my. You can’t move and you still can’t see Him.His hands move farther up your body. Finally they reach your chest. He massages your pecs with big meaty paws. You can feel the wet hair on his chest and arms wrapping you in a warm blanket. Those strong fingers close on your nipples, pinching them firmly. You start moaning in appreciation of His manipulation of your nipples and your cock jerks in spite of being trapped in its lycra cage. You feel His grip on your nipples as they swell and grow hard. Now it was to late, her life was over.“I … I can explain.” She started to stammer.The amused laugh of the janitor made her jump. “Really? You can explain undressing and getting into a box filled with cockroaches? I would like to hear that explanation.”Her life was definitely over! He would tell her parents and surely her teachers. Soon everybody would know what she did, know she was an insect bitch. Her parents would probably send her to a psychiatrist or directly into an insane asylum. “I am. I almost blacked out from the pain and felt like my colon would burst. Then the pain gave way to incredible pleasure. It was unbelievable. "That's it. Take it you married little bitch!" he told me. "Your ass is mine" he said as he slowly lifted me off him and began thrusting up and down inside me. I joined in with his movements and began to slide up and down on his cock. "Faster boy! Faster!" he commanded. I leaned on his chest with my hands and began to fuck his cock over and over, faster each.