She taught the class in the evenings and loved her work."Now, class," she began one evening, "we'll talk about how reproduction is done."Susan almost ...huckled at the sudden attentiveness of the young men. They already knew, or heard, she had an unusual way of teaching. It was called show and tell. She had discovered years ago that seemed to work better than films or books. Besides once in a great while she found a young lad that really caught her attention and would give him special. “Like there would be some serious doubt about that. You know that Fainauriel and I are different than most of us, but even if we usually really like what he’s doing to us we don’t mind some help there. However, based on the looks the girls gave him last night and this morning there might be a queue.”It wasn’t just what she said, but the way she said it, that made me blush. It didn’t help at all that there was a roomful of older women looking knowingly at me - and most of them smiling. On the. The song'Bullet In The Head' by 'Rage Against the Machine' filled the air as threepeople stood outside dancing to the tune.Two of the dancers were obviously young men, maybe college students. Thethird however was definitely a woman dressed in a very revealing greendress. Her long white hair seemed seemly moving on its own in tune withthe music. Not knowing what to expect I was shocked when one of the men collapsed,as if exhausted. Sprinting across the parking lot, I knew their lives werein. I shake out of my Bra, and his mouth moves from my lips and tounge down to my young breasts, licking, sucking and enjoying them as much as he can as his right hand continues to move in and out of my pussy. I feel an orgasm coming on, but want to save the sweet bliss until we our joined, and so I push him away. he smiles and leans back, and lean forward, bringing my face even with his belt. Its now my time, to show what I can really do.I unbuckle his belt and he arches his back as I pull off his.