Pat looks around

As Pat savored the sweet sensation of having his cock trapped between Maryam's thighs, separated from her warm flesh only by the thinnest of fabrics, he decided that he REALLY needed to keep himself distracted, lest he once again disrupt the class. Through an act of supreme effort, he managed to turn his attention to the lecture, and realized why he'd been able to solve the problem on the board so easily. The class appeared to be following essentially the same curriculum as his previous school, but they were at least a week behind.

Since he therefore gained nothing by paying attention, he decided to observe his classmates. His eyes drifted to the pair seated to his right, a beefy jock wearing a letterman jacket and tight spandex shorts, who had on his lap a slender goth boy in nothing but a corset. The former was grinding his ass against the bulge of the latter's spandex-trapped erection. The Jock, for his part was using one hand to play with the Goth's nipple rings, and the other to pump the other boy's long, thick dick.

Pat was 100% hetero, and yet for some reason he found the homoerotic tableau arousing. Disturbed, he tore his eyes away, and settled on a heavily tattooed girl with toxic-green hair wearing leather pants and a dog-collar. She had said pants pulled down so she could mount the strap-on worn by the girl who's lap she was sitting on, a leggy brunette wearing glasses and a purple negligee, who was busily groping the other girl's modest tits. Both were biting their lips to keep from making a sound.

He watched them for several moments before realizing that this wasn't helping his goal of keeping his arousal in check. He instead focused on the clock above the board, a perfectly ordinary timepiece that revealed that class was approaching it's end. Upon making that discovery, he came to a decision.

He bent down and whispered in Maryam's ear. "Mind if I grope you?"

"Not at all," she whispered back. "Enjoy my body as you wish."