"For those of you who were late, I'm not going to make this easy for you. Prepare to be on time because the real world is not going to wait for you." ...e looks at me as I blush. Here we go with the syllabi review… 3 exams? Great, just great. One of them is on November 7th, my sister's wedding. What am I going to do? Professor Lasion suddenly calls on me, "Britney, you can daydream in psychology 101. This is a hard class so I will need your full attention." I respond, "I'm sorry, Professor." As I. ." Taryn took the chef's knifed offered to her and stepped up to the cleaning table as she listened to the instructions. The chef's preferred not to 'chop' the head off the body, since doing so often left bone chips that had to be picked out. Instead, they instructed Taryn to cut through the soft tissue of the throat until she had reached the neck bones. The sharp chef's knife made the task easy, readily slicing through even the tougher tendon fibers in the neck. By the time she had. Arthur Woods came running up and said, "I shore am sorry I'm late, John. I didn't wear my gun ta work today an' I had ta go home ta git it. I shore am glad ta see that ye didn't need my feeble efforts." Don't worry about it, now, Arthur. I got real lucky. That blow hard was easy to get flustered, so he wasn't as fast as he might have been."Jesse said, "Damn it, John. I ain't never seen anybody pull so fast. I didn't know ya had it in ya. I'll bet nobody coulda beat ya today!" Well, I hope I. It was a little painful, but good. She smiled at the other one and took its dildo into her mouth. The texture was perfect. It felt like skin.Soon everything started ratcheting up in intensity. All began fucking her faster, each time going a little deeper into whatever hole they were enjoying. Clara felt like the biggest slut in the universe, and it was wonderful. The fullness she felt was unlike anything she could have imagined. They all continued until Clara had the most powerful orgasm of her.