Like a little rag doll I was towed along till we reached a class room at the far end of the hall. Alan opened the door and as we entered he closed the...door and locked it from the inside and pulled down the "test in progress curtain". Alan pushed me over to the far end of the class room, by the bank of ceiling high windows. He spoke in a quiet sure tone 'we're on the fourth floor and class is in session. No one is going to disturb us for at least forty minutes when classes end'. I wasn't. Heather kept suckling one boob whilst massaging the other one gently flicking her extended nipples.I started to climb upon her body, Heather guided my prick into her juicy opening. Pam opened her legs further. Placing her arms around me she pulled me into her. I let my manhood settle into her the Pam started to bounce on the floor. I made the pace quicker and quicker. I could feel her body getting ready for another orgasm. Just as she started hers I came into her. She bounced around for around. There really isn't anything inherently special about me or the life I have lived. I came from an average family, I studied philosophy at my local community college and I now work as a waitress at a local bar. I make just enough to make modest living and though I have always desired more in life, I have rarely been presented with a chance to do more with my life. Until one day when it came.It seemed like a normal package. It was just a cardboard box though it had no return address. All it had on. Yip it was Christine speaking. It was only half 2! "Open the bottle Sparky". I poured the drinks but nobody seemed that interested to drink for some reason.I put on some music and it was Christine who again spoke “Lets play cards”. “Snap” I replied laughing "No Taboo ! Yes girls it'll be fun and erm... good fucking fun ! Fucking being the main object !".Claire, Katie, and Me, just looked at each other in a sort of stunned amazement ! Christine reached into her travelling box of tricks and.