Then I slam into you, hard!Once, twice, five, ten times! Hard! You explode again, panting, new feelings, new pleasures wash over you, a guttural screa...m escapes from your throat.I feel myself starting build, I must stop. I must withdraw. I do so, pausing and waiting for the sensation to pass, I move up and nuzzle between your breasts, cup them in my hands and press them into my face as sharp quick pants escape from your throat and your body continues to shudder in aftershocks of pleasure.Back in. I heard the tour guide say, “At St. Bartholomew, we encourage every student to share their body. It is in everyone’s best interests to foster an active learning atmosphere by relieving the sexual tensions that can build up.” After a few more minutes ogling the panting girl, the guide moved us on. We came upon a row of trees which had naked girls and guys tied to them. What struck me the most is that they were all wearing blindfolds. “This is our detention area.” Said the Guide, “Here students. She cupped his crotch, wrapped her hand around the thick rod in his pants and squeezed. ‘This feels good. I know I am gonna have fun tonight,’ she rasped and led him in, her ass swinging so sexily, making him nearly cum in his pants. He smacked it and she giggled and wagged it. The lights were dimmed and she led him straight to her large bed. Then she turned, raised herself on her tip toes and kissed his thick lips. ‘I want you be happy. I am a bit shy, but I want to do anything you want. You. The flesh under her thigh alternately tensed and relaxed with each swing of Lynn’s leg. I don’t know how long I looked at her leg but the tightening in my shorts indicated it was for more than a few seconds. I was about to call it a night while I could still escape when Lynn suddenly blurted out.“Look,” she cried, unfolding her leg and leaning forward, pointing at the screen. “This is my favorite part.”I jerked my face away from Lynn’s leg in time to see Mom run over and try to pull my sister.