Theresa was particularly attentive towards me. She couldn’t stop thanking me for giving her son another chance after his screw-up. They were a wonde...rful family. I really liked them.Two months later Paulo finally got to meet my family. We took week’s leave to visit my part of the world. Paulo had never been there, and was quite nervous, despite my best assurances. My mom collected us from the airport. When we drove up to the Georgian mansion that I had grown up in, Paulo’s jaw hit the floor. I. My class had started at noon, meaning I had been a pickle for more than an hour.Scanning the surrounding area didn’t paint a very rosy picture. There were pickles out in the hall, pickles in the surrounding classrooms, pickles outside, pickles above, pickles below, and with the sound of a groggy pickle-pickle, I realized the pickles in the room were starting to wake up as well.My instincts told me using a blanket command to keep the twenty or so classmates and its instructor under would be like. As he licked and sucked her clit while fingering her, she moaned and rolled her head from side to side. She was experiencing sensory overload as two sucked her nipples and a third one ate her and finger fucked her all at once. They kept it up for a long time, some trading places with others who wanted to taste her. Finally the whole room could hear her whisper, "Someone, Please Fuck Me."At that point the old man strode forward and I ducked back behind someone so he wouldn't recognize me . He. Eyes locking with Christie, she spoke firmly to her. “Unbuckle his pants. I want you to feel his cock.” The warmth of K’s hands on his bare skin was incredible. She was dragging her nails along the ridges of his abs to the edges of his pecs. “Your body feels amazing, Michael.” K captured his earlobe between her teeth and tweaked his nipple with her nail. His name on her lips left him breathless. “Ahh.” Michael cried out in surprise finding his breath again. The dual assault made his body throb.