Alan opened the door and as we entered he closed the door and locked it from the inside and pulled down the "test in progress curtain". Alan pushed m... over to the far end of the class room, by the bank of ceiling high windows. He spoke in a quiet sure tone 'we're on the fourth floor and class is in session. No one is going to disturb us for at least forty minutes when classes end'. I wasn't scared or afraid but I was very well aware that Alan was going to do what he wanted even if I did not. " She sat the bong in her lap, obscuring his view of her crotch, but made up for it when she bent over to put her mouth to the opening at the top of the pipe, giving him a perfect view down her shirt at her braless tits. He held a flame to the bowl and she filled the chamber with smoke. Removing the carb, she inhaled deeply. She passed it to me and I did the same, filling my lungs with the acrid smoke. The bong made four rounds before going out. We were all pretty baked by then. Sara looked. I assured and promised her that this topic will be confidential between both of us. I am writing this sex story after consulting with Brinda. She promised each other and she started discussing this topic.She educated me in detail and asked me if I had any feeling inside the pants now or in the past. I was so dumb as so many years I didn’t know about these subject. I had feelings but never noticed.I told, “I think I had but ignored thinking it might be some muscle issue that usually happened at. Her soft tongue on the tip of my cock drove me crazy. Then she licked her way all the way down to my balls. I shuddered when her wet tongue reached my perineum. Rimming after all that teasing, that was almost too much for me. Peter was fucking Lisa doggy –style on stage. He roared and pulled out his dick. Ropes of semen flew up and splattered on Lisa’s spine, a few drops even hitting her neck and hair. Moans, groans and the scent of sweat and cum filled the room. “Honey, can you do me a.