Amith, still with his dick inside her, stopped the ramming. Channa got out of her, locked her arms with both his hands and turned her upwards.“Hey, ...hat are you doing?” Kareema asked, looking at Amith.Now, Kareema was laying on Amith, and looking upwards. Her arms were locked and her legs were off the bed, and so were those of Amith. Channa got between her legs, rammed her pussy once, bent down, and held each of her tits in each of his hands.“Aah, that hurts,” Kareema moaned, but not in a hurt. For the first time since his college days, he was not going to get a chapter written before lunch. It was eleven o'clock and only four pages were completed. He simply could not focus on his work.Putting on his leather sneakers, he grabbed his umbrella, and drove in the pouring rain to the library. He hoped that Erin would be able to go out to lunch with him.Erin was in the children's room, shelving books and Jack found her in the biography section. She had pulled several books off a shelf and. But, maybe there's something I can do for you?" Excuse me?" The look on my face had to be priceless.She glanced downward at my pants again and looked back up at me, smiling, raising her eyebrows.Was this girl setting me up this whole time?"I uh, I'm not sure what you mean." Oh, I think you do. Or at least part of you does." She licked her lips this time. "It's only fair I repay you for fixing my problem so fast. And now it looks like you have a problem that I can fix."As she said this she. I got a message last night on my phone though I never heard it ring.”We set our books down out of the way and walked hand in hand. She said, “Okay, first what is the plan for tonight?”I said, “Do you like Italian or Chinese better?”“Chinese though it’s close.”“Okay, Tokyo House for dinner and then a concert. The college orchestra is playing Mozart tonight.”She stopped pulling me around to face her. “Mozart is my favorite. How did you know?”“How could I know? It sounded good and I like Mozart,.