"Shower!" he reminded himself.************The shower was amazing. It awakened his senses fully and invigoratedhim.The water cascaded down his body in ...completely random streams andrivulets, without the predictable patterns of body hair it used tocling to. With the extra skin sensitivity, his nipples almost ached,they had become so hard. His fingers reached up and tweaked them,before he even realized he was going to. He shook off the impulse andsmiled to himself; that was a new sensation. He had. Then Pammy started to fuck my face harder with brute force, all the while talking dirty with an authoritative tone, "Yea cocksucker, open your throat bitch, gag on my meat". His disciples balefully laughed at his comments, calling me cheap 2-dime slut who should be gang raped every day.I was disoriented, scared and now being gagged by a thick and sweaty dick, which was leaking so much pre cum and this honestly started to turn me on too. After all nobody had used me so selfishly before, and this. Mr. Whitman’s team, Team 1. Mr. Hughes we know about, no need to raise your hand. Miss Poole...?”A thin brunette raised her hand.“Mr. Cardenas...?”An Asian guy raised his hand.An Asian guy with a name like Cardenas, I wondered. You don’t see that every day.“Miss Fisher’s team, Team 2,” Joska said. “Mr. Haverty...?” With that, he quickly assigned the rest of the class to one of the six leaders. “Now,” he said, “everyone stand up. Team leaders, gather your teams and find seats together.”We. She had other plans for the moment.Tamara gently shoved me back on the bed and reached for my belt. Her hands were trembling as she fished the leather through and released the restriction. I wasn't sure but I think she actually ripped the hook opening my pants. She straddled my legs and grasped the top of my pants and tugged and tugged until my pants were around my ankles. She started laughing when she noticed I still had my boots on. Well, so much for not breaking the mood.I assisted in.