She was beginning to describe things theway people do in the sex stories we often read on the internet."As we continued kissing Jim ran his hands down...my back and cupped my buttocksand pulled me to him. After another long kiss Jim pulled away and asked where we were going to do it. I took him by the hand and lead him to the guest bedroom. When we entered the room Jim stepped up behind me and wrapped his arms around me again. As I leaned back into him I could feel the hard bulge in his pants. My mission was to ask the tribe if they would accept being moved to the stars. The reason was to preserve their unique genetic heritage.Don't ask me which world, but a place was being readied for them on a far-off planet somewhere in the Confederation--somewhere out of the path of the Sa'arm. The tribe would have a sponsor, a protector, and that entity would safeguard the tribe in isolation."Your comments about human contracts with other species got the AI thinking," I was told. No good deed. At the same time, all three of the guys spent most of the time pretending to pay attention to the teacher while watching me the whole time. John would reach over and touch or play with my clit or a few times would run the end of his pencil over my clit. He would then put the end of it in his mouth and lick my pussy juice off it. He never did it long enough to get me off. By the end of the class, I could not remember ever waiting to cum as much as I did right then.As soon as the bell rang, I. I had no idea people did the sort of things that were in these photos and as I reflected I couldn’t believe that the friendly mature couple that owned and ran the restaurant where I use to work were kinky beyond belief. I won’t go through what I saw in each photo set but I will recount the most memorable. Subject 2 was a platinum blonde woman probably in her mid 30s and in her first photo she was immaculately dressed in a business suit. She looked vaguely similar to a customer that used to come.