I couldn’t believe Jamal had gotten her to do that. She looked over at me and I quickly looked away as to not let her know what I saw. They stayed... huddled by themselves for quite some time drinking and talking. Obviously letting the d**gs take effect. Abruptly I noticed everyone stepping aside to allow three individuals who had just walked in to walk freely about the room. Two men followed behind another one whom I could tell was clearly in charge. People either stepped aside and allowed. With all the attention she had been paying to my breasts, I had gotten nice and wet, but I had no clue what to do about it. I\'m not sure if I asked her to, or if she did it on her own, but soon her fingers were playing with my clit, stroking my pouty lips, dipping into my dripping cunt and spreading the juice all over my pussy.what made it better was that she was still sucking on my nipples while doing this, and that just got me hotter. She was still making those noises, too. It can be quite a. “I promise babe, I want you to experience new things with him.”“Thanks, Kevin.”I know that I can’t see or touch you yet.”“No, you can’t but I’ll still work you off when you need it.”“Thanks, babe.”Jen smiled and shed a few tears, “I love you Kevin and thank you for allowing me this.”“Of course babe,” I smiled as I wiped her tears, “I love you and I know how important this is for you.”“It is,” Jen smiled.“Jen, I want you to sleep with him,” I smiled, “And I want you to be naked with him in OUR. The attachment to the e-mail wasn’t a virus. The attachment was a picture, a picture of me masturbating in class today. My mind was racing. How could this be? How did someone get this picture? Are there cameras in the room? Did someone take a picture? Are they going to send this to the school? Am I going to get fired? Holy fuck my life is over.Thought after thought ran through my brain. I didn’t know what to do. I just sat there with my head in my hands looking down at my desk. I wanted to cry,.