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It is said that a person doesn't understand the true meaning of a word unless they've felt it, unless they've experiencedit. Here at Sensations Language Tuition Center, our adult students receive the highest quality education from the world's most experienced and qualified language instructors. As a part of this promotional pack, which can be requested free of charge by dialing our toll-free number, an example of our instruction method is provided in video format, depicting a live, unedited session between a tutor and a student.

The lesson shown in the video corresponds to the course Adult Language: Profanity and Homonyms. ESL students often find it difficult to recognize words that have alternate profane, vulgar or obscene meanings, such as "cock", "dick", "butt", "ass", "screw" and "pussy", which required the implantation of a specific course which could address such grievances. The specific word being treated in the included video is "snatch". In its most common meaning, "snatch", as a verb, means "to seize something suddenly" - nevertheless, a vulgar entry exists in most mainstream dictionaries, identifying it as a word for the female pudenda.

As a final warning before watching the included recorded excerpt, remember that this is a course intended exclusively for adults, and as such, may include activities of a sexual nature.

We hope you enjoy this sampler pack and hope that we can help you at Sensations Language Tuition Center, where the focus is on students experiencing and feeling that they've learned something.

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"OK," came the offscreen voice as the camera focused on the Hispanic mouse girl. Hilariously cute, her snout ended in a slight upward angle, accentuating her round, dark eyes and brown, wavy hair. She had been tied to a flat, cushioned table, one that resembled a dentist's chair if it were stretched out, her arms over her head, both her sets of paws restrained by leather straps.

"OK, what?" she asked with a mild Hispanic inflection, revealing delicate teeth that glistened in the ambient lighting as the interlocutor came into view. The white dragon with azure blue wingtips and corners was one of the better-known instructors at the tuition center. She gasped as she spotted the device in the dragon's hands, a telltale twinkle in her round eyes. "Ohhh ..." she started. "What's that for?" asked the mousegirl, her accent evermore obvious when she was excited.

"This, my girl, is the key to the lesson ..." he said. "You've been struggling with the word snatch for a bit ... But after today," he explained, his clawed thumb bringing the machine to life with the push of a button, "all your questions will vanish." Without wasting a second, he stepped over the machine's power cord and, taking a step towards the makeshift bondage table so that he was right next to the student's pelvis, applied the spherical head of the vibrator to the rodent's yellow panties.

The effect was immediate: her cute mouth opened in a prominent, silent O-shape and her toes curled upwards, revealing soles a shade lighter than her main brown coloration - a previous sample pack involved the same student and a copious amount of tickling to explain the difference between sole, the fish, and the bottoms of the paws - as her clit bounced and jiggled underneath the sheer fabric, sending jolts of desire deep into the pit of her stomach.

"So, as we explained before," said the dragon, his grip steady on the device as the girl's tummy undulated, "snatch can mean a girl's private bits and pieces, which is exactly the area this vibrator is stimulating at the moment." By this time, the rodent's head had sunk into the cushion behind it, whiskers lightly twitching, the teacher's explanations barely registering, too caught up enjoying the nub massage.

"Your biggest hurdle," he continued, angling the massager with scaly paw so that more of the girl's privates could enjoy the vibrations, "seems to be the verb." Still too distracted by her building arousal, the mouse remained silent. "But you see, my girl, it is a very simple concept," he said, pushing the head of the device deep into her, causing another silent, opened mouthed moan to exit her muzzle.

Placing the rugged, wrinkly palm of his other paw flat just below the girl's cute navel, he stayed silent, waiting for her arousal to grow to the point where orgasm was imminent - this was the best time to demonstrate the concept of snatch. Over the next minute, the girl's cheeks progressed to deeper shades of red, her footpaw digits bent in increasingly erratic motions, and her breathing became evermore labored.

On the verge of climax, the girl felt as if her vulva was about to pop from the sensations. "So, are you ready to see what exactly snatch means?", he asked. The familiar, white-hot sensations of impending point of no return came to her clit, and her mind cleared as she drew in a sharp breath and her eyes opened wide in preparation for the pleasurable release.

The massaging head was positioned ideally, snug against her clitoris and vaginal lips - he was used to this lesson and had dozens of positive reviews from students - right where the mouse needed it. This was the ideal spot, which combined with the ideal time, would prove to be the most efficacious method to teach the concept. He could tell that the most delectable feelings were swirling in the rodent's underbelly, ready to burst in exquisite throbs.

With a steady hand he observed the mouse, and with expert precision, he deduced that three more seconds were required before the first section of the lesson per se could be given. "Oy ... Sí," exclaimed the rodent in a meek but extremely suggestive tone, right on the brink, her words separated by a deep breath. Two seconds. "Me voy a ..." she declared in her mother tongue as she felt the burning sensation in her clit about to dissipate, her hind paws curling almost unnaturally, ready to release tension in tandem with her pussy. One second. "A--A ... AH!" She was teetering on the edge.

"THIS is what to snatch means!"

The scrumptious buildup ceased, the frenetic butterflies in her lower abdomen seemingly freezing up and withering away in the cruelest fashion, as the vibrating device was taken off her pussy right before the pleasure of orgasm could embrace her. Her neck tendons strained as she craned her neck up, eyes wild and teeth gnashing, toes splayed. "HEY!" she started, reverting to English now that her arousal had been interrupted, the camel toe that had formed in her yellow underwear pulsating from frustration.

"OK," he started, tapping a claw on the plastic housing of the massager as it clicked off. "So, this was the first session of the lesson." He took a couple of steps towards the mouse's face and leaned over, the vibrator in both scaly paws. "Do you think the meaning of snatch is clearer to you now?" The girl was about to start yelling but caught herself when she finally connected the dots - he had snatched the pussy from her most intimate parts ... He had snatched the most intense pleasure possible for a female away from her.

As she processed what had just happened, the dragon instructor stepped back to his previous position and with another flick of the wrist, the hypnotic drone of the massager was brought back. "In my experience, two sessions are ideal to really teach a specific concept," he said as his massive paw positioned the vibrating device in the same place as before, coaxing out a similar reaction from the hapless rodent.

"Now, pay close attention," he commanded, "I will only do this once more." The massaging head caused a hemispherical depression to form in her brightly colored panties, her labia prominent from the pressure. Top incisors biting down on her lower lip, eyes closed in ecstasy, toes wriggling organically ... All these things signaled to the dragon that she was close to orgasm yet again.

As cruel as it may have seemed to the viewer at home, the gasp of the mouse girl as the vibrator was removed a second time showed that the concept was being assimilated successfully. As the rodent's torso shuddered from frustration, the dragon stepped out of view and the sound of a plug being disconnected from a socket could be heard. The dragon's face came into view as the camera focused. "All right - this was a free demonstration of the techniques used at Sensations. Thanks for watching!".

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Right as the dragon pressed a button on the camera's side and the piercing, red light on the frame switched off, the mouse girl spoke, her buxom figure still attached to the cushioned table. "I think I, uh, understood what the word means," she started. "Can you, like, finish it?" said the mouse girl with a hint of supplication in her inflection.

Lightly huffing in satisfaction under his breath, the scaly instructor stepped towards the captive student. "Why, yes ... We were finished, after all, so let me--"

"No, I don't mean that," she said. "I, uh, kind of need something to make me ... cum." The rodent's cheeks turned a bright shade of red, prompting a fleeting grin from the dragon - this is exactly what he wanted. This particular lesson never failed to coax this exact reaction out of their female pupils.

"Well, I don't know," he started, his eyebrow rising, the corner of his lip pursing in an exaggerated smile. "Don't you think that's sort of inappropriate?" Walking back over to the wall outlet, he picked up the massager's plug, and, as expected, saw the mouse girl give a look of gleeful, hopeful desperation. "I mean", he continued, "I am your teacher after all. These things should be for you to do in private."

Even though she could get off back home, the excitement that had been built from the teasing and edging would have worn off by then. If only she could get the dragon to make her orgasm within the next few minutes ... "Th--That's OK!" she started. "Like, the camera's no turned on, yes? Nobody has to know ..."

With a faux sigh of resignation, he plugged the device back in. "Well, I suppose nobody could find out ..." he said, briefly glancing at the camera with a smirk. Jogging back over to the girl, massager in tow, his mighty thumb cajoled the device back to life. Standing next to her as he had been during the session, he spoke. "Well, I suppose one little orgasm can't hurt ... Besides, I think you need a reward for being a good student!"

The girl's eyes followed the path of the bulbous, vibrating head and lost track, her eyes rolling into the back of her head, when it made contact with her desperate clit. Like before, her entire vulvar region was treated to the delectable sensations, a large dimple forming in her lemon-colored panties.

"And, remember," he started, "the camera's off, so when you finally do climax, feel free to let it all out." She didn't say a word, but the thought of not having to hold back her reactions out of embarrassment made the sweet fluttering in her tummy intensify, the orgasm right around the corner.

"There we go - getting close, are we?" he said, the impending pleasure apparent in her hardening nipples under her yellow brassiere, her concaving belly and her outstretched toes. Holding his other paw steady right under the mouse's bellybutton like before, he could feel the pressure build deep in her lower abdomen like a dam about to burst.

"All right, let it all out, you deserve a bit of pleasure for learning your lesson," he instructed as the mouse's lips trembled under the hypnotic buzz of the vibrator. "Don't hold back ... Remember, you wanted this, so show me how much you enjoy it!" The captive student didn't need more persuading - with a gasp and a stiffening shudder of her body, she crossed the point of no return, the butterflies in her stomach momentarily seizing up as the world froze for a second.

A look of elation was plastered on her cute face as her pussy and asshole started clenching rhythmically under her panties, the throbs of pleasure luring feminine gasps of satisfaction out of her sweaty muzzle, unperturbed by the seeming lack of recording. Each orgasmic burst was like a heavenly party in her nether regions, the cruelly denied orgasms from before rewarding her with a potent, earth-shattering climax.

The world came back into focus as her climax's intensity receded, the last of the pleasurable contractions gratifying her. Her pussy quivered one last time as she stretched and curled her toes in resolved satisfaction and the vibrator was withdrawn. "There," said the dragon. "Now, that was quite something, wasn't it?"

She giggled in response. "Yes, is good." Walking towards the camera, he pretended to dismount it, not before pressing the actual_STOP button - the button from before merely turned off the red record light. "You mean _it's good," he corrected, making his way back to the girl to free her from her restraints. "We have to work on that some more," said the dragon as he unstrapped her wrist restraints.

"Will it be as fun as this lesson?" she asked, rubbing her hands where the leather had chaffed her as the dragon now worked on her ankle cuffs. "Well, it depends on how good a student you are," said the dragon. She stepped off the table, gingerly noting how cool the floor felt on the soles of her footpaws and adjusted her panties - her "excitement" had made them stick to her.

"OK, so I get dressed now," she said, going to the locker and proceeding to pull out her clothes. "All right, so see you Monday for another lesson?" he asked as she slipped on her flats, observing her toes wriggling to get into the shoes. "Definitely, see you then," she answered with a smile. As she walked out of the classroom, the mouse girl looked back at him, her flats audibly sliding against the polished floor and smiled with a twinkle in her eye.

Once she had left, he walked back to the camera and, looking over his shoulder, released the hidden microSD card from its slot. When he pressed the button to deactivate the red light, the video feed would cease on the main card, and would transfer to the diminutive storage unit in his massive white paw. "Heh," he thought. "This should come in handy on the weekends, like all the others ..."