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By now class time was almost over. I looked around at all the students and said that I hoped no one was offended by how quickly I had moved in trying to get everyone comfortable with each other and with a man’s erect penis. One of the girls spoke up and said that at first she was somewhat taken aback by me quickly exposing myself to the class. But that it was a sexuality class and that obviously a man’s penis was going to be the main focus of the class and the sooner everybody was comfortable with that the better. A few more girls echoed the same sentiments and then the bell rang. Everyone was slow to sexy leave with several girls coming by my desk to say how much they enjoyed the class and were looking forward to future sessions. I had purposely left my cock exposed and it was still very hard. Some of the girls who came up to me were working very hard to avoid looking at my penis. I told them it was ok to look if they wanted to and they all did look down at my cock sticking its full eight inches out of my pants. lick I volunteered they could even touch it and Big Tits a couple who had earlier avoided touching it as I walked around the class now took the opportunity to make up for what they had missed. I was blonde pleased with the degree of interest that was shown to my exposed and slightly throbbing member. Subsequent classes progressed along the same lines as ass the first one and I made it a point to have my cock exposed in nearly every class. Sometimes it was hard and sometimes it was flaccid. But mostly hard. One of the exercises that I started was presented to the class as a challenge. I would take my flaccid cock out and then ask who would like to participate in a little contest to see who could get it hard the fastest only using their hands. This required some serious willpower on my part because normally, just the thought of exposing my penis to the class would cause it to get hard. So I had to really focus on keeping it soft. I stopped doing this exercise because almost the instant a student’s hands touched my cock, it would get hard. And then it wouldn’t go down so the next person could try. Everybody thought this was pretty funny. And further complicating this experiment was that several students took the opportunity to quickly pop my flaccid prick in their mouth and start sucking even though that was against my rules. So I had to put a stop to the contest. Another aspect of the class that I would like to have done more frequently but had a difficult time justifying it as a legitimate part of the class on an ongoing basis, was ejaculating for the class to see. I could justify it a few times as a demonstration of exactly what took place when a man’s penis spurted a load of cum. Once or twice I masturbated to orgasm and once, which happened more by accident than on purpose, one of the girls was stroking my cock as part of a demonstration when she took it one stroke too far and a huge spurt of cum shot out to everyone’s delight. Followed by many other spurts. I am a very copious cummer and tend to shoot a lot of cum. The girls all loved it and asked many times for a repeat performance. When me and my girlfriend got married l took my knicker collection with me, as time passed seeing Jay became less and less, but my underwear fetish flourished thanks to being a paint and decorator who was often left alone in peoples houses l would have the opportunity to lay the knickers on the bed and fuck the soft panties giving them a good soaking of my spunk if they were a Big Tits sexy style l would take them for my collection but if the female owner was hot then l would dry them and put them back for the woman to wear the dried spunk covered knickers. We could talk in circle, re-explain that I’m a bad guy, but I get it. Her disappointment was even more visible when I pulled my pants back up. Once I am done, I turn off the water and step out drying myself off. “What is causing these transformations?” the man asked. Sombra let out a childish little laugh, “Oh chica, you have no idea, do you? Juices spilled down my thighs. I opened the door and wholy fuck! His voice was almost a snarl. “Told you.” Such bliss burned through my body. I squeezed down on his cock, loving the velvety slide of him as he draws backs. I shivered, listening to the sound of my husband fucking his sex slave as my tongue reached the pinnacle of the hermaphrodite's dick. “Cum visit me and in me anytime you can.” She giggled and got in her car. We sold, or rather, rented TV’s and computers and things…pay as you go but have them now…for people with little credit…Johnnie would walk me home sometimes and flatter me along the way…”Do you know how people look at you?” No, I didn’t, but he would tell me…how my long auburn hair was gorgeous…how I made men turn around and look at my hair and legs and my ass…how I was sexy “hot.” And so, working days would pass and the walks home were more fun than work. He knew the most direct route to the motel, but wanted to drag it ass out a little as he felt her moving her tight little ass back and forth on the seat, trying to find the best place to get the most stimulation from the bikes vibrations until she accidently made contact with something hard running down the back of his pants and realized with a shock that whatever it was, was like a lighting rod of stimulation for her pussy, so she moved her ass as far forward as she could and pressed her pubic mound as hard against him as she could and reveled in the sensations flowing into her body as she wrapped her arms even tighter around him. "Morning squire," I says, "Need a bed for the day." But she was my nasty little whore--and mine alone--now that her horny, incestuous father was finally out of the picture. He retrieved a pair of handcuffs and wasted no time in cuffing Synthia’s wrists together, looping the chain over the hook to hold her arms up. Sunday May 3 Grabbing both the scientist and the soldier they are quick to dispose of the body after taking the guard's security cards and vanish into the shadows with their unconscious captive. Karen asked me, “where have I been naked.” They only needed to lick speak the name of blonde the person they wished to communicate with and that person would be alerted to the call coming in. I know my father is doing the same to Katie as I can hear her gag too. I try to move away but again she shifts and I’m now in no doubt at all that she has done this deliberately. She gave him a kiss turned and wiggling her ass more than she needed she left the bedroom. It started in college and continued up until I met you. I don’t know how she does it. “Sorry. And I love having sex with an audience. Water dripped off their bodies, their hair trapped beneath rubber caps. But I've had to accept it, because it's the only penis I've got."