This place would not be good for Our Lady the Tiger. I can just imagine- Annoying stinky babies? Loud, too.We slunk away. I marked it on my map. I act...ally applauded the person doing this, a gene-conservation effort. I should have thought of it. I should have thought of letting the cats out. All I thought of was putting down the brain dead. I wasn't much of a leader, and history, and all my descendants (counting my chicks again) would be disappointed in me.Note to self: come back here in. Sandy took her time moving up and down. With each downstroke, I saw my penis move a little deeper inside her welcoming womb. Up until now, Sandy's hands were locked tightly onto my hips for balance. But, as she got a little deeper and her breathing became more ragged, I took her hands into mine.Our fingers intertwined, and I pulled her down so that we could kiss. Sandy kept moving slightly and came arduously as our mouths connected. She squeezed the blood out of my hands as she squashed my. " he answered, smiling as he groped my flushed body, still holding himself inside me. "Sorry about that....guess I got a little caught up. You do that to guys, you know." "Oh god...." I mumbled, knowing that we'd done something wrong but unable really focus on it, or anything. He pulled out of me slowly, leaving my stretched pussy gaping from the mass that had left my body. I felt the wetness escaping my opening, a mixture of our juices. His penis, still long and partially. At last, a gurney and an attendant stood waiting behind each desk in the classroom."Gentlemen, you may assume your positions," the instructor said flatly.While Sandy and the other clients look on, the men removed their trousers and underwear then lay down on their backs on the gurneys. While Sandy watched, the men began to stroke themselves, causing their penises to become erect. Sandy also noticed that all of these young men were very well endowed. Sandy and the other girls stole nervous.