I took us just a few doors down from the dance, to a classroom door recessed into the wall about 10 feet, creating a kind of mini-hallway dedicated to...that door. This would do well enough, but I tried the door anyway, expecting to find it locked. It wasnt. Even better. My hand was trembling as I opened the door and brought us into the classroom, locking it behind us and turning on just one row of lights. I felt sick with anticipation. Turning back around and dropping to my knees in front of. Words of filth poured from my lips. The words resonate still; "Fuck my cunt"... "Fuck it harder"... "Make me cum you cunt fucking dog". I could not believe those words tumbled from my lips. Not from me! How could I possible enjoy this savage fucking? What was happening to my mind?Then nothing mattered in my world. My orgasm overwhelmed my senses and my body shook, lunged and twisted against the restraints. I tried with all my being to drive the animals cock deeper into my womb. My delicate womb. Judy, Jeremy’s mom, walked us to the car and thanked Michelle profusely, telling her that Jeremy had opened up, and was so much happier now than before. She said we’d always have a friend with them. Michelle told her that the thanks should be hers, how much she’d enjoyed her time with him. She also told Judy, “If I was younger and single, Belinda would have serious competition for him.” Michelle laughed and said, “She wouldn’t have a chance.”We enjoyed our drive home. The trip over Snoqualmie. I hadn't ever seen a man with a full erection before except in pictures, and I was surprised how highly erotic he looked. He wasn't massive, but maybe 7 or 8 inches long, but I was envious of it's upward curve and uniform color. The thought came to my mind the head of his cock was the same pink as Kim's nipples. Kim said, “Come on Jack. You got to see us. It's only fair for us to see you. Be a good sport!” I've never thought I was particularly well endowed, but what I have I'm proud to have. .