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Week 2 As I walked into the classroom there were about the same number of people who had been there the previous week. I did notice an extra couple of youngish people. The teacher arrived before I had the chance to do anything or talk to anyone, and immediately brought the class to order. He told the class that I was going to pose in an unusual position that night and that he wanted the students to add a little bit of imagination to their drawing. I hadn’t a clue what he meant by ‘unusual position’ until he turned to me and whispered, “Jon has told me that you’ll pose exactly as I tell you. You’re not going to give me any trouble are you?” I amateur was a bit shocked and surprised. Whenever he had spoken to me before he’d given me the impression that he was a perfect gentleman. This dominant style took me my surprise. “Right,” he said, “go and get your clothes off while I get the ropes ready.” Another surprise I thought, it sounded as if I wasn’t going to have a problem keeping still that night. I turned towards the changing screen and saw that it wasn’t there. It was nowhere in the room. I turned back towards the teacher to tell him and to ask where I should get undressed. He was busy opening a bag so after a quick think I though, ‘what the hell’ and walked to the side of the room where there pussy were some chairs. I turned to face the class and saw that about half the students were watching me and the other half were watching the teacher lift some ropes out of the bag. ‘Here goes’ I said to myself, I looked at one man, smiled at him and then lifted my top up over my head. The man was smiling back at me as I undid the little piece of Velcro that was holding my skirt up and dropped it to the floor. I then squatted down with my knees wide apart as I unfastened my sandals and the walked out of them. My pussy was starting to tingle and get wet. When I got back to the teacher he told me that he wanted me to climb on the table and hold my arms out while he tied a rope to each of my wrists. masturbating He then threw the rope over steel frame that was holding the roof up and dildo pulled my arms up in the air. masturbation Maybe I need to explain that the school was originally built round about the turn of the 19th / 20th century. It has had quite a number of ‘extensions’ added, some quite recently. We were in the old part, a single story building. The teacher then told me to spread my legs and asked me if he needed to tie them to anything to keep them apart. I told him that it wasn’t necessary, as I was comfortable as I was. I wondered if he knew that I spent quite a bit of time hanging my wrist, naked and spread-eagle. I looked down at the students and realised that my pussy was at about head height for most of the students. I got a little wetter as I thought about what some of them might be thinking and knowing that there would be about 20 pairs of eyes staring at my pussy for the next hour. Do you need to go home to pack?” See this big pipe. Oh, God, it was delicious. I did something that masturbation would get me in dildo a lot of trouble with mom. Seriously, calling me a sicko, a deviant or a psychopath? She leaned her head to side looking at me with a smile, “You…are…trouble…mister! More cum spurted amateur into me. My masturbating pussy writhed around their exploding dicks. What’s the most that you’ve had in 1 day?” I’m losing my mind as the pleasure continues pussy to build beyond what I have felt before during any previous orgasm I have had! “Courtney wants your dick in her, too!” He pulled into the driveway, parked the car before walking up to the front door. Mary quickly cleaned up and getting a tape, pencil and paper from the drawer went into the living room. “Your experiment was a delightful success, but either you were lying or you were taking a great risk in knowing they would step to your aid if you wrote that on the weekend.”