Kayla was currently in her classroom standing atop a stool straining to release the plants hanging from the ceiling. Holding her breath, her weight sh...fted, the stool wobbled and she prepared herself for the fall she knew was coming, but never happened. Strong hands wrapped tightly around her slender waist, pulling her abruptly from the stool, and gently setting her on the floor. Heart pounding she turned to confront the intruder and found herself forced to look up, and up, and up into the most. You slowly rub on me as we sit waiting for our meal. I reach over and slowly rub on you through your pants. At one point you pull your fingers up and lick them while looking at me. Then you comment there is no way the meal will be as tasty as me. You quickly give me a kiss on the lips so I can taste myself. You go back to rubbing on me and we are softly talking to each other about how wet I am getting.We are sure the waiter knows what is going on when he brings us our meals. We sit and talk. She teased me for a few moments longer, then she took all of it into her mouth. Now, I’m not a porn star or anything, but I’m not small either. I’m a good 7 inches, and she took it all. All the way down to the balls. I was thoroughly impressed. That’s when I got the full extent of her abilities, coherent thought was not possible. I could not use words. I had been reduced to gibberish and moaning. I let it go on for a few moments longer, but eventually I couldn’t take it. Besides that, I wasn’t. Barbara lay in the middle of the room, tired and covered in cum, spit, and sweat. The guys were spent. Her soul had returned to her body. She felt sore and degraded, but that was her daily life now. The blood had returned to the men's brains too. Jim looked at his victim, for the first time with a clear head, and something clicked. This slut looked familiar... Fuck. It was that bitch Barbara that they sold to Juan. Nice. He stood up over her and grabbed her short short hair, lifting her face.