“That went straight to the center of me. I feel so open and wet. Wasn’t that simply wonderful and sensuous, Petey?”Yes, I caught what she was sa...ing about my poetry making her wet. I already made her wet and I hadn’t even fucked her yet.While still clawing at my sleeve, she had turned to the young man sitting beside her—or, rather, who was slouched in the chair beside her. I could tell from his eyes that he wasn’t fully here. In any event, he didn’t respond. He probably wasn’t tuned in on her. She did this so she could try to get a better view of what was going on around her.She looked all around the edge of the pit as she nibbled, studying the mincing, naked brunettes. She estimated that there were about 75 of those prim, serious beauties strutting in their black high heels, supervising this cream-coated, slippery suckfest.For every brunette squirting gooey white tit-lotion out of her portable tank, there were two more wielding the black riding crops. As the girls with the tanks. She smoothed cum all over him, using her hands and fingers to rub his clit and face she took off his white full length slip and lay him down on his back. She slid her naked cum covered body all over him and he writhed in passionate lust, licking her, pressing her, begging her for more cum.He slowly and lovingly cleaned his angel. She moved into a lotus position, legs crossed, seated on her bottom and moved him into her lap, his back to her, his head nestled in her lap and her arms cradling his. We were wrong!!! lolActually we were half right. There was a serious chat! But that’s all we got right. lolThe door opened and Mrs. Jenkins came out. I distinctly remember, she was wearing a really nice blouse that showed off a little cleavage. She had on a pair of pants that made her body look amazingly sexy. All day, I kept looking at her bottom while she was in front of the class. Her hair was also long and looked stunning. When she came through the door, she was NOT smiling!!! She was.