After every third boy or so they let her drink water through a straw, while someone else rinsed her pussy to be ready for the next guy.Each class was ...he same all the way until lunchtime. Each class had ten to twenty five boys in it. In some of the classes the boys took multiple turns. But at lunchtime the gag was removed and several of the boys took turns feeding her and giving her water. Neither the teacher nor the boys wanted her to go hungry or thirsty.After lunch the real punishment, for. Or maybe not, for the boy was a bit of an exhibitionist. He just hoped his nerves wouldn’t get the better of him. The judges, they’d be well impressed if he managed to keep his cock up all through the act, just like Alden was impressed with Grace Jones when she kept that hula hoop going all the way through Slave To The Rhythm at the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee Concert. What a boring concert that was. Where was Morrissey or The Sex Pistols?Back to Alden’s naughty little act. He walked on stage naked. "Whew," I gasped when we finally pulled apart to catch our breath, "You really know how to use that tongue, baby." Wait till you see what else I can do with it," Sandy laughed breathily. "We're both a little overdressed for anything else, aren't we?" I suggested. "Why don't we take care of that right now," Sandy suggested as she reluctantly pulled away from me. "I need to check the baby. Why don't you lock up and pull the curtains. We don't want any unexpected interruptions."As Sandy went to. You’re not the only mother with this sort of situation. Support groups can be extremely beneficial for both of you.” “Thank you…I really mean it…I mean I know this was a total …well…it was a fiasco…is that what you called it? So anyway, thank you for handling this. Oh, wait…you wanted a semen sample from him--” Linda laughed out loud. “I think we got that covered, thanks. The shower he’s in is down the hall on the left and second door down.” “Thank you again,” she said as she stepped out.