His smile disappeared.“GOOD MORNING, GIRLS,” he shouted.Shelly shrieked a brief shriek.“Good morning,” in a tone he could only identify as hat...ful, came out of Alisha.He walked up to Alisha. He heard her breath quicken and his cock stiffened. He punched her in the stomach, knocking her off her feet. Stepping back, he smiled again as he watched her choke and struggle to regain her footing, his cock straining against his underwear. His otherwordly confidence in the new information in his head was. The young ladies in front and behind her were transfixed by the graphic lesbian pornography being screened at the front of the class, and were masturbating in synchronization as commanded. The girls to Katie's left and right, however were distracted by Katie's stiff nipples. On a rack that put the rest of the class to shame, it was impossible not to notice them poking courageously through the hopelessly thin fabric of her blouse. Sharon, the thirteen-year-old redhead to Katie's left found it. Ghok raises his head, his breath heavy and ominous as he loses himself in the sublime caresses of this human’s cunt.“Wait...” Rachele suddenly protests, but Ghok doesn’t immediately react. “Wait... !” she insists in a louder voice. She holds his belly back just enough to impede his thrust and get his attention. “Are you about to cum?”Ghok simply looks down at her with a guilty look in his eye. He is still thrusting back and forth, still sampling her delights, yet very gently—as if he hoped she. But caution had to be my byword.I stayed away from the laundry room for about a week and a half. Since I am a pretty successful character actress I had a lot of free time, in-between auditions for some TV spots and a Broadway show. I began tocheck on the laundry room about three times a day. Bringing a tiny bag of laundry and peeking in to see if Connie was about. Nope.Finally my surveillance paid off when I spotted him there on Fridayafternoon at about 2pm."Hi Conrad!"He looked and his sissy.