We were kissing passionately exploring each other’s tongue licking, tasting each other’s faces.She then slid her right hand down my shoulders to m... right butt at this moment. I suddenly felt a thrill running through my spine. Then she slowly caressed my butt crack up and down with one of the fingers. My tool now was in full force trying to tear my underwear.I then caressed her boobs, removed the front part of the sari now my two hands in her boobs I made her sit slightly bent in a table and. . telling us when to go or to hurry up with our practices, so little ‘Miss Boob-Job’ queen could take her turns.”“Boob-job queen?” Cathy confusingly asked towards Jennifer.“Oh yeah, that...”“Bitch,” Colleen fired off once more which caused a round of laughter at our table.“Yes, that bitch ... she definitely has had her boobs surgically enhanced,” Jennifer whispered out as she leaned over our table. “When we were in the shower, I could easily tell her titties had silicone implants in. But other than the pictures, it had all been give and take. Could I really just send someone a story about what I did in my room, alone, to make my body feel so good that I couldn’t hold back an orgasm anymore? “What are you wearing?” he asked, pulling me back to the present moment. I confessed that I was wearing my pink lacy panties and a football jersey. “Take them off,” he told me. After a moment of indecision I could feel my arms rising to pull my shirt up and over my head, letting it. She was further mystified when the bus pulled up to a gated estate and was waved through by what appeared to be armed guards situated in a small stone stone guard house situated just inside the grounds of a lavish estate.To her amazement and chagrin the "nature study" would be of the indoor type and she and Master Reginald along with the other two females would become the ones to be studied.The first shock of the realization of their predicament came after they had been ushered into the hallway.