Not to make her feel bad I smiled and said shes doing a great job. After knowing m this long she knew when I am lying and when I am telling the truth.... told her it is really hard to explain, she then said well come show me. I walked up to her and grabbed her hips. I came up on her ass and swayed them side to side. She started to get the hang of it and she asked me where do guys hands go? Is it always at the hips? I told her know I am just doing that to control her movements. She then backed up. They pulled their cocks out of my battered ass and moved away while the black guy pulled out of my mouth. I dropped flat on the mattress as he crawled on top of me. “I don’t really like these but sense you’re a gift” he kind of snickered at me while he rolled the condom on. He cock was thick but after being double plugged it didn’t hurt when the head pop into my wrecked ass but when he shoved his whole length inside me and dropped down on top of me the head punched into my guts and stole my. "Dry enough for you, darling?" she asked."Terrific, just like you." He reached out a hand to her and cupped a breast in his strong fingers. It was as he had hoped. She was not wearing a bra under her shirt. He felt the beginnings of arousal."Did you miss your little wife, Clay?" She pulled away from him and modeled the outfit she was wearing, striking an obscene pose at the end of the demonstration, her hips pulled forward, her arms back, causing her breasts to strain for release from her. Then, just after dark, a team raided several of the classroom buildings and ‘borrowed’ all the fire extinguishers powered by compressed air. They proceeded to one of the gas stations that provided free air, and removed the existing contents, replacing them with water and a chemical additive John had gotten a friend to pilfer from the Chemistry Lab. Back at the house, we were filling all the balloons with water and the chemical, and carefully placing them in the wash tubs. Once they were filled.