“Some men have their foreskin surgically removed when they are babies. Sometimes it’s a religious thing; in other cases it’s just a matter of teen hygiene because a circumsized penis is easier to keep clean.” “Now, girls, when John comes round to you, I want you to look carefully at this tight little bridge of skin, just beneath the head of his penis.” The teacher lifted the heavy organ and pulled the foreskin right back so that the girls could see the part in question. She touched it gently with her fingertip, causing the penis to give an involuntary twitch that made some of the girls giggle. “It’s called the frenum,” Miss James explained, “and it’s the most sensitive part of a man’s sexual organs. If you rub or lick the penis there, it gives the man the most delicious sensation. Isn’t that right, John?” The teacher closed her hand round the powerful jut of the penis and began moving it very slowly up and down, stroking her finger lightly against the frenum as she did so. “Yes, Miss James,” the youth gasped, finally managing to break his silence. “It feels heavenly when you do that.” He looked down and watched intently the steady rhythm of the teacher’s hand sliding the skin up and down his shaft, delighting in the silky smooth movement of his foreskin covering and uncovering the head. Then, looking up again, he studied the rapt faces of the spectators as they leant forward to get a better view of what Miss James was doing to him. “Girls, this is called masturbation,” Miss James explained, her hand continuing its easy, rhythmical motion. “It’s extremely pleasurable for the man. But masturbating her partner should give the woman pleasure too. To know that you are pleasing your lover, feeling him grow even harder in your hand, seeing this delightful sac here sway in time with your hand’s motion and then watching it tighten as his sensation builds – all these things should help to raise your own enjoyment of what you and your lover are sharing. “You may in fact sometimes want to continue masturbating your lover to the point when he ejaculates. I know I love bringing a man to his climax with my hand. It’s nice to watch his sperm shoot out. How many of you have jacked your boyfriend off and seen his sperm?” Three or four of the watching girls nodded their heads shyly, blushing as they admitted that they were not complete sexual novices. “Don’t be embarrassed girls,” Miss James said, her hand still moving up and down indian John’s bone-hard erection . “Masturbating your boyfriend is a natural, normal thing to do. It’s part of growing up. What was his sperm like, Victoria?” she asked one of the girls who had owned up to serving her boyfriend in this way. The girl blushed an even deeper shade of pink, shyly lowering her pretty blue eyes. “Don’t be shy, Victoria,” the teacher said with a warm, friendly smile. “This is a sex education class. I want us all to feel that we can talk openly about anything to do with sex. Sex is a beautiful gift, not something any of us need feel ashamed about. So tell Hardcore us about your boyfriend’s sperm.” “Well, miss, it was sort of milky white and slippery,” the young girl said haltingly, still too embarrassed to look either at her teacher or at the naked man whose penis looked as if it would very soon fountain its essence in exactly the same way as her boyfriend’s had. “And there was so much of it,” she amateur went on, reality recalling her surprise at how the boy had drenched her blouse and skirt with his emission. “It just seemed to go on and on. I thought he’d never stop!”, she giggled. "We do not have time to celebrate. under 18; flight protocol. The remaining men finally stood and moved forward from a variety of different reality tables as Bob and Bill also left the room. I brought my head up again, and in one long stroke I went from the very top of her slit, as far as I could. What the hell is going on?” Doris whimpered and tried again to turn and get up. “Now look at you” he shook his head, his eyes distracted by the D cup breasts which bounced over every bump of the tiled floor. “Thank you!” She said that since the attacks in England last week it was so boring on the flights that her and her fellow stewardesses tried their best to stay positive and not get bored. She snapped out of her own haze with nods and mumbled words of agreement before they moved to her computer. Now she Hardcore was back, and Anne wanted to stop. “but an extra cup size never hurt anyone.” He grinned “If you really want her breasts bigger later on you let me know and I can give you something stronger. That is half the population of our entire district." Deen’s head was reeling and his heart was pounding. He started to back up and tripped over his own feet and amateur landed on his back. By now he had come to expect the unexpected from his horny Mom and it thrilled him. ‘Yes, Charlotte, yes. My own orgasm was just moments away. Alyssa lay on the floor on her back indian moaning with pain as she felt teen the air run over her sore cunt and even more sore gaping asshole. Ryan came home one evening and told me that he’d volunteered me to help Karen and Emma with a nurse’s entry into the local street carnival parade. “Now attend to your face and hair” she ordered, “and wear the white cotton frock - and the high-heeled boots. 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