“Shall we go back to the Rap Session?”I nodded and we went back inside and sat down.“Sorry about that,” I said.“Carol?” Winter asked.“Ye...,” I replied. “But I can’t say anything more about it. Anyway, I’d like to welcome our new participants today. I hope you’ve had a good introduction to what these sessions are like, but I’ll cover that as soon as we complete a short survey. It’s VERY important you answer truthfully. Don’t put your name on the paper, please.”Kara handed the eight new students. We chatted about our fantasies and experiences. I had my laptop with me and fired it up and got out some discs of my private photos and movies, some of just me and some with my wife, mostly with one or both of us dressed in pantyhose or stockings. It was a big turn on to hear these guys, sitting here, some of them wearing my wife's underwear saying sexy things about my wife and what they would like to do with her. Looking round at their stiffening cocks I could just imagine each of them fucking. Once the skirt was past her thighs, Anne let gravity do the rest and let it fall about her feet. Stepping to the side with one foot, she used the other to lightly kick the skirt away from her.Here she stood, completely naked, before her 18 year old tormentor, save for a pair of fuck-me heels. With great effort, Anne fought the urge to cover her newly shaved pussy, but instead kept her hands firmly at her side. Sensing Greg's eyes upon her, she could not bear to look up and meet them. She could. My cock instantly got hard as she wrapped her hand around it. I looked at her and began to kiss her. My tongue entered her mouth and began to play with hers. I squeezed her tight ass as she began to move her hand up and down the shaft of my cock.I pulled my lips away from hers and began to remove her shirt. When I lifted the shirt over her head her B cup tits popped out. They were the most beautiful things I had ever seen. I began to suck on her little nipples and she let a soft moan escape her.