I didn't waste time. I grabbed a seat, third row from the back; sat down and pulled my skirt up to reveal my pathetic excuse for a cock. It didn't tak... but a minute before I was surrounded with older men feeling me up and wanting to be my 'daddy'. I was their crossdressing little slut and I was there for one thing, their pleasure.With one leg splayed over one gentleman's leg and the other over another, I had hands on my cock and balls; hands rubbing my fake breasts and a cock being jerked off. Like, raising my hand to answer questions. Once, she pointed at me, or so I thought, and I started answering. She said, “No, not you Brat. I was pointing at Jeff, behind you. I felt like I could cry. Why wasn’t she noticing me?At the end of the class, but before the bell, she came to my desk and put her hand on my shoulder, like kinda hard. She said, “You’re going to stay here for a little while”. I said, “Yes, ma’am,” and shivered. The bell rang and all the other students left the room in a. Sue had been so incredibly horny, but very shy about her body, after having had a baby, and generally always keeping the lights off. Martine was an entirely different affair. "Lick my fanny ?" she asked, good naturedly She smelt fine, really, subtly garlicky, but hey. Hint of soy. The gooey floods were pulled apart for me to suck on, before the main course of her clitty , manually spread open (well the hood, you know) and I was painstakingly instructed on how to lick it, with her watching. Then she placed two tangerine, or medium sized orbs, with low light and six with bright light into their receptacles on the tray.Amenthia looked at me and pulled out the talon, “Do you want to keep this as a memento of your victory?”, “Memento? No,” I answered, with a shake of the head. “However, if it can be used to enhance or make something that can be useful to us then yes. I think we should trade it in, so we have the money to upgrade our resources sooner, rather than later.”Amenthia once.