All the people were going nuts for some reason. They wereshouting at me to get out.I didn't understand why but when grownups tell you to do something ...ou aresupposed to do it. I left and then saw mom and ran to her. I was cryingand she was shushing me like she always did. I didn't understand how shegot so small. She didn't kiss me like she did when I cried. She justhugged me and kept saying, "my poor Amy."Just then one of the men came out of the room smiling. It looked like he'dbeen crying but. " She was nearly naked before she finished the sentence."You're not anxious or anything, are you?" I teased while I shed my clothes.She was bold, "Get your butt on this bed, buster. We have things to do, and you're just standin' around!"I didn't even bother with foreplay. She was wet and willing, and I was hard as a rock. I slid between her legs and pushed into her without stopping. She grunted a little, but began to match my moves with her own, swivelling her hips as I withdrew and then. Kimber just smiles as she sits up. She cups my face in her hand and kisses me softly. Then the leans me back a bit and starts kissing my 18 year old 30C breasts. I softly moan as she pulls on my nipples with her teeth. Kimber lays me down on my back before sliding between my legs. “Mmmm yes you are very horny this morning, Kelly” Kimber moans lightly kissing my pussy. I go to say something but Kimber put her finger over my lips. She just smirks and dives her tongue into my pussy. She. They're sat at their desks and they're making Gerald crawl around from one to the other, begging for this pencil as if it's a bone. They poke and prod him in the face with the pencil for a while, stick it up his nose and in his ears and stuff, then they toss it across the floor and he has to go fetch with his mouth and bring it back to the next guy so they each get a turn. He has to keep yapping like a real dog does and this means the pencil keeps dropping out of his mouth and onto the floor..