I had taken off my panties during the last break between classes, to give the boys in the last class a great show.As I was driving home that day I was...already planning the fun this new policy could bring.A few days later, one of my worst students had made a recent improvement, going up a full letter grade on a test given a few days earlier. I was determined to encourage further improvements, and I knew a way that would help us both out.He was in my 10am-10:50am class. So to make sure he'd be in. No!" I quickly said. "I won't tell anyone." Good."Chelsea walked to her bed, pulled her biology textbook out of her backpack then dropped the bag to the floor. She kicked off her shoes, moved her pillow out of the way, and sat with her legs curled under her on the bed. I removed my tennis shoes, sat cross-legged at the end of the bed, and faced her. Chelsea plopped open the book between us."Where should we start?" she asked."With whatever Mr. Smith said we're studying." Organs?" she said as she. Some people left the room. We could hear a shower, and they'd come back clearly drying off. Then they'd get involved again. Others did the "sloppy seconds" routine where a woman would just take another. Her thighs and his cock would get coated with come, and it would pour out of her.The one thing we saw that we had talked about but hadn't experimented with, was when someone went down on a woman. Blow-jobs we were familiar with, we'd given a few of those (though I'm not sure if Jodie had). But. Her skin seemed to be strangely taut, alien looking almost, as if, on the day she was born, God had run out of his usually large supply of human skin at the moment and had whipped up a special rubberized formula just for her.And that is actually what had happened, some 19 years ago... "HELL," God probably said, being himself and not fearing any crap from old Satan. "She'll thank me for it later!" Then, with a decidedly evil chuckle, he probably added, "And so will the boys, so will the boys!".