I wanted to scream out my growing pleasure.“Mmm, yes, so tasty,” she moaned between licks. “And your pussy is growing so hot and wet. Are you go...ng to cum? Have your paroxysms? Am I about to cure your hysterics?”If I could speak, I would have shouted: “Yes.”All the deviant sensations built in the core of my sex. My eyes rolled back in my head as I trembled. My cunny clenched and relaxed on her undulating tentacle. Strange, burning pleasure radiated from my bowels. My nipples ached. And her. He sat down on the bench on the other side of the lad and she grabbed his hand, pushing it down to her pussy and forcing his fingers into her. She released his hand and he carried on sliding his fingers into her pussy as his friend played with her clit.Jane beckoned again and two of the lads came over, she gestured for them to go around the back of the bench and they stood behind her on either side. She grabbed a breast in each hand and pulled them to each side. The lads got the idea and each. But the feel of the dress moving around him was more than enough forhim. He let out a small whimper as he felt his cock straining againstthe tiny confines of his chastity device. It could grow no more. Thepain from the tiny teeth felt like fire burning all around where theypressed into him. It had been a long time since he had had any realrelief, over a week now. A time filled with nothing but stimulation tohis fantasies. Despite all the progress he had made in learning tocontrol his. You've seen every body part in town, but it's different when the shoe is on the other foot."Ellen blushed crimson and started to stammer out a polite refusal. Smiling her best innocent grin, she said, "The pink lockers in the girl's locker room are for proctors. Leave your purse and any valuables with me. Have fun! See you at noon!"Ellen doubtfully left her purse with Jean, and began her tour outdoors. The kids at the two stations near the door were obviously having fun. A third team could be.