He looks at me oddly, but he doesn't stop. He responds in kind, kissing me back just as hard.I kind of press my crotch into him, letting him know I'm ...lready hard for him without words. I grab him by the shirt collar, pulling you further into the room. "Take of your clothes." My voice is hard and full of authority. He doesn't dare argue, and he starts to undress quickly, throwing clothes left and right.I lean back and nod, watching him, my eyes hungrily looking at each body part as it is. The group were pretty attentive as I ran through the schedule. All of them looked enthusiastic when I said that we aimed to spend as little time as possible in the classroom; we wanted them to have as much practical experience as possible, I said, and there were rooms equipped so that each of them would have their own one-on-one slave handling sessions.We introduced them to the five slaves that they would be working with, Beth, Ella, Carol, Alice and Sarah too. It was good to have the two older. Then they both began playing with my rock hard dick and fondling my balls as Paul sat across the room grinning at us. They took turns licking my pre-cum off of my engorged helmet and swallowing it. They were thoughtful of me, and gathered some of it on their fingers and stuck them in my mouth. Paul spoke up and suggested that the ladies and I might be more comfortable on their king-size bed. We agreed, and everyone went to the master bedroom. Once there, the ladies took charge and told me to. .aao..sssssssssshhhhhhhhhh…….oooohhhh …maaaa mari..gayi,…….. rehva d o ane…….upar avoooo………ssssssssssshhhhhhhhh aur wo jhad gayi mene apni jaban se chidna chalu rakha aur mene pucha maza aa raha hai usne kaha ssssssssshhhhhh hhhhaaaa….. mene kaha tumahare pati ka peshab karne wala tum apne muh leti ho ? usne kaha nahi to mene kaha mene tumhara ye chata to tumko kitna maza aya to aur maje ke liye ab tum mera chato to usne mana kiya mene kuchh kaha nahi aur finguring chalu kiya aur spped kafi.