It was incredible how in one morning Chris had changed from a timid, shy young guy into a raging stallion of a stud. He fucked like a true professiona... and was hammering his new found friend into the ground. When time came to leave, I said to Chris, “You see now what I meant about always carrying condoms. You never know when you might need them.” “Lesson learned,” said Chris and that was the end of that. And so the week passed. We three spent part of every day in a mutual fuck fest and Chris. "NOW...NOW...OH FUCK!" I felt my spunk explode deep inside of her."More...give it all to me." She laughed feeling the hot juices deep inside. She could hear me grunt each time my cannon fired until I got quiet. I started to pull out but she stopped me. "Not yet."I was glad that my cock didn’t start to soften and stayed hard. "Want to do it again?" I knew that she had not climaxed yet and knew the second time would be longer.Her eyes stayed closed. "Yes." Her mouth opened wide when my cock. I had to gratify her lust.I had to please her. I had fallen far.The wink was just a red herring. Dominique massaged herself as she sat up. Her other hand cupped her breasts for a moment as she carefully decided what she was going to announce. While she spoke she looked at me and not Ra’fah. She wanted to see my final reaction to her announcement.“I thought then it might be nice if little George here, fuck-pig, was deaf as well as mute. But, then it occurred to me that he needs to be able to. Taelie," suddenly boomed the voice of the teacher at front. I gulped and saw him with his hands on his hips. The whole class perked at the severe voice, then turned to the girl en masse. This was it, I thought. And I held a breath in wait -- wait for some kind of clarification, or dissipation of this surreal moment. But instead, what I heard was even more surprising. "Are you fucking yourself in my class, young lady?" Yes!" squeaked Rachel, whose face shot forward, but whose fingers remained.