GoodFellow felt Charlotte suddenly tense. He knew what was coming. His hands gripping her just below the knee in that place where the pressure of a thumb can stop a kick instantly.  He only gripped her tight there for now.  His head lifted from her pussy so that she could see him as he spoke calmly to her.<br/><br/>"I told you from the start this was training. I asked you to help me and you agreed. You had no questions." He said in recapping.<br/><br/>"This is training for you. Training for the boys. And a training Lesson for the students. You've done very well so far. I'm proud of you. Even now I'm proud of you." He assured her in that calm reasonable tone.<br/><br/>"You go right ahead and fight as hard and as long as you want Charlotte. Because everyone needs to know what happens when a virgin gets heated and then tries to back out. What to do and how to keep from hurting her while she's cover and bred."<br/><br/>"Its a lesson for everyone to be familiar with intimately. You're the training aide." He said finally and descending down on her clit to suckle her once again.<br/><br/>It was the signal for the boy to tease and eat her breasts. The third boy, the smart ass with all the idea easily read in his eyes was there to assist if she got loose for now. The gag near by that was his job too. Put the gag in her mouth when told to. Nobody wanted bit.<br/><br/>Richard might be needed sooner than later. If the boys couldn't heat her up enough GoodFellow knew that Richard sure the hell could.  He wanted to give the boys a few minutes of touching. Get them hungry for later before calling Richard over. But it wouldn't be much longer either way.<br/><br/>GoodFellow turned his attention back to Charlotte. His tongue lapping her pussy lips. Rimming her slit for the first time. Drawing her need to the surface. Wanting to taste her for the first time.<br/><br/>