I thanked her for that, she smiled and told: “I want it to be special for both of us and want to make it memorable.”I held her hand and kissed her...palms, she took her hands back a little but didn’t resist much. Her hands were so soft and very fair. I liked the red nail polish and complimented her. I was trying my best to make her as comfortable as possible. After around half hour of talking and some kissing, we moved to the bed. I hugged her and started playing with her hairs and was kissing on. ..urges, wanting to do things...differently. Can you feel it?"Jessica frowned. "All I can tell is that I feel really weird on the one hand, but on the other, I'm just going with the flow. I feel like I'm bursting at the seams, and god am I horny. But I have to admit you're better looking than you were last night. And I feel really strong I noticed. I seem to be different, but I'm horny too. I feel like my nipples have been erect for about 24 hours. I just want to pick you up, carry you. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh fuck you make me so horny! So horny! So fucking horny! Ayeee!"She just kept pounding and pounding, slamming herself down on his lap, slamming his cock deep into her cunt. Kyle noticed that Hillary was staring openly now, slack jawed, drooling."Do your ... assignment ... Hillary!" he yelled out."I ... I need to go to the bathroom," his transformed teacher complained. "I ... I soaked my panties!"Christine started swiveling her hips forward and back, keeping Kyle's cock from. My body shivered and quaked with each powerful thrust of our fucking. I heard the sounds of others fucking around us. I glimpsed the faces of still others gathered to watch, not only me but the others fucking, also. This was a tribal event. It was shared openly and enjoyed not just by those engaged in the fucking but by others watching, too. If they weren’t fucking, they were massaging, stroking, and fingering themselves. An old woman nearby fondled her sagging, nearly empty breasts as a young.