She…sucked….and…looked up in my eyes….as if..asking…how..i am..doing..sir…..ohhhhh…its…goooodddd…i..said.. Her hand touch me, gently...rubbing up and down the shaft. I was in ecstasy already. My student was learning…each and everything…i thought..her…ooh..she is…tooo…good..i closed my eyes as i felt her warm lips close over the tip of my cock. She spit on my slit and flicked my head with her tongue to reduce her teacher’s pain whilst one hand gently stroking, still around my shaft. For what. I wore a crop top of matching color with a skirt.Everything was black and only my white fleshy tummy was exposed to invite eyes of a hunk. He will start to fuck me in dreams seeing my deep navel and keep wishing if they could grope me at least once. So I reached that night club. It was around 9.30.It is a very dirty club where people start making out in public. There are some girls arranged by the club owner who get groped by everyone publicly. As I entered, a guy slapped my ass. I looked at. Tom's own rag­ing hardon stood out between the sides of his dress shirt. It was long and gleaming white, with a thick, mush­room-shaped head and a slight curve to the left. The coach's hands were playing with Tom's big balls, and working their way up and down the teacher's cock.And by this time, Terry's pants were also on the floor. So were the rest of his clothes. And Michael's. And Rick's. Terry wasn't sure just how that had happened either, but he wasn't com­plaining about the feel of a hard. . I ...". he stammered. "Do not worry, Stevan, this is our secret, you had a little practice now, but now you can better go", I whispered. He took off my Leathers and put on his own clothes and left. I grabbed his shoulder while he was walking away. And said, "You should try this with Thomas sometime, I suspect that he also would like it with you." As I winked at Stevan. "Thank you, but you keep your mouth shut, you hear!". Stevan nodded and walked away. I could not believe my eyes. In all.