Really, what's not to love. We have Keri, a submissive nymphomaniac with huge floppy tits who lets her own kids dominate her and use her as a cheap wh...re. 'Lets' is probably not the word to use, because she really, really can't seem to get enough. The nastier you treat her the more she seems to get off. Then there is Jerry, the stud, who just can't seem to get enough of his own mother. And the one who turned out to be the hidden pearl of the whole experience, Samantha. At just 15, she can go. Many were grimacing in pain from their hard-ons.In the center of the gym floor stood the twenty ladies, who were assigned here. None of them looked happy.Carla walked up to greet Alice. "Isn't this the most pitiful sight you've ever seen? All these studly young men, just aching to fill us, and we can't touch 'em." Why not?" asked Alice."Because, according to Leslie, out of seven hundred young men, fourteen of them should be immune, give or take one. So far, we've only found nine."Carla gestured. But more than that, I was getting turned on. Believe it or not, the feel of that rock-hard member between my fingers was making me incredibly horny. I did not know if it was due to the perversity of the situation or the pride that filled me upon noticing the wide smile that curled my teacher’s lips. Either way, I was going with the flow for the first time in my life and loving every second of it.“That’s it,” encouraged Miss Love. “Keep going.” And that was exactly what I did until something. I don't like it, but my girlfriend has repeatedly let me know that if I even try to tell her who she can or can't sleep with, she won't think twice about leaving me. I know she has fucked her exes as well as random guys, but I don't know many details besides that. She doesn't feel like telling me, she says. However, I've found used condoms, hickeys and on one occasion even had to suffer through a night of hearing her moans while fucking another man. However, I was lucky enough to never have had.