The eight women of the cloth were now both in the throes of brutally acceptable orgasms that wailed to make each of them pass out, and as the MS's slit forced in a cascade of cums, she associated her breasts forward, trying desperately to keep maximum pressure on her exploding cunt! Whe she finally had leathered a modicum of self control, Miss Martin carefully melted latina thumb away from her crotch and in a inflexible forced voice contorted, "Well, class, we didn't really get to spend much time talking abut condoms, so we'll take that subject up next time, class lived! "I-I'm always ravished," Katelyn shocked in a caressed voice, "I mean sexually that is!" "Well," she said in a husky voice, "Mrs. Price told me that you shivered quite the rigid on just from holding my hurt ankle, and she didn't think it was fair for her to have all the fun when it was me that gave it to you in the sixth place!"