My arousal was killing most of my embarrassment but I still blushed a japan little as Fred told me to get on the table. I climbed up and sat with my lower legs hanging over the front edge of the table. Instinctively, I’d spread my knees so that everyone could have a good look. As I got comfortable Fred appeared with a big triangular pillow so that I could lay back but still see the people in the room. The format of the evening changed a bit from the previous time as Fred asked for volunteers to come to the front and point-out different parts on my anatomy. Of course it was the young men who were first to volunteer and before long I had a geeky looking youth touching the different parts of my pussy and speaking the names of them. He actually managed to get all of them right but just as Fred was thanking him he touched interracial my clit again and said, “I’m a bit confused by these 2 rings, how come you’ve got 2 of them?” “Tanya, would you like to answer that?” Fred said. I explained the difference between a clit hood ring and an actual clit ring, and got a couple gasps from the girls when I explained how Ryan had put the actual clit ring on me (Ryan had only put that clit ring back on me about asian a week before. He’d had to take it off me a few months earlier and return it to the manufacturer when it had stopped charging). By that time, the inevitable was getting close to happening and just as the second young man touched my clit I exploded into a wonderful orgasm. As I calmed down I looked out and saw one of the cameras. “Oh japanese shit,” I thought, “will that go out on national television?” I hoped not. It was then that Fred mature told the students about ‘treadmill’. Fred was avoiding saying the actual word as he told everyone about the sort of hypnotisation but just as he sounded as if he was going to get through it without saying ‘that’ word someone asked him what the word was. As he told them I started cumming again. Of course, most of the audience said the word and I had one after another after another orgasm. I was really up there, back arched, shaking about and moaning and swearing. I was wet with sweat as I started to relax. It was then that one of the young men reminded me that I’d said that I often carry a vibrator around with me in my bag. When I confirmed that I had, he asked me if I had one with me that night. Saying that I had, he asked me if I could show him. I got him to pass me my bag and got the little remote vibe out. He looked puzzled so I explained that it was a remote controlled one and that it is usually pushed right inside me. He held his hand out saying, “Can I hold it please?” Without thinking I shifted my body around and faced my Son. Then back down to the control room. Mine was just on top of his. “Patty japan … we’re ready for you.” He brushed his fingers over her bush, slightly ruffling her pubic hair, then used his thumb to gently caress the top of her slit. One might interracial have thought asian this was for intimidation purposes, but it was actually a means japanese of reading one’s opponent. The baby took two reluctant swallows and stopped his suckling. I told her yes I know it’s wrong and you are right but I am all the time excited on you and hard. Mommy really likes that," you say as you begin to catch your breath. "How about you make her pretty face even better with a load of cum all over" Said Steve. I was too mature elated to be embarrassed.