"But I've fallen for this kid—and the other ... sixteen? ... in our dating group. Oh, Brian, this trashy blonde who asked personal questions is Merc...des." I stood enough that I could reach to shake her hand. "I know what you're thinking, and yes, she is a luxury ride. Ask anyone at the table." Candace," Mercedes hissed."I love you, sweetheart. You know I'm kidding." Candace introduced me to the others in her group and we relaxed pretty quickly. They were all witty and the main theme was talking. Something.Joyce interrupted his thoughts as she came in and plopped down in his lap. "Arlene is going to pick up the General and his wives," she said, as if Jeff didn't know. She quickly unbuttoned her blouse. "We still have time. Suck my tits, Husband."Jeff hadn't been born yesterday. Seldom did his wives refer to their breasts as tits, and when they did it was usually meant to stimulate him sexually, or send him a message that whoever was doing it was ready to play. He also knew that none of. Everybody thought this was pretty funny. And further complicating this experiment was that several students took the opportunity to quickly pop my flaccid prick in their mouth and start sucking even though that was against my rules. So I had to put a stop to the contest. Another aspect of the class that I would like to have done more frequently but had a difficult time justifying it as a legitimate part of the class on an ongoing basis, was ejaculating for the class to see. I could justify it. I stood up and unbuttoned my shirt slowly. I took my arms out and removed my shirt. I was wearing a red lacy bra and a red thong. "Lexie, do a dance for me." I put my arms over my head and slowly gyrated around in a circle for him. Lexi, take your bra off and play with your breasts.” I removed my bra and rubbed my nipples. I pulled on them until they were standing straight up. I squeezed my breasts together. "Take off your thong!" I took off my thong and sat on his desk. I spread my legs.