I reached down and slipped my hand between her legs — her cunt was dripping wet, and I pushed my fingers deep into her vagina, gripping her painfull..., and then I withdrew my fingers and forced them into her mouth.She sucked her juices from them eagerly — saliva glistened on her chin from our kissing wetly, and I smeared it and the remainder of her juices over her face.She knelt up, rubbing her breasts against my face, and I bit them savagely, knowing that my teeth would leave marks on them for. She wanted to be able to have sex, so she visited the local blacksmith who made her an iron penis which would cause the demon to break his teeth when she inserted it.”“What an excuse to get a dildo made!” Clarissa guffawed. “Uhm, sorry.”“It’s OK. It’s quite a silly legend, but that iron penis became part of the shrine. Prostitutes would visit to pray for protection from social diseases. Later, married couples visited to pray for marital bliss.”“I bet!” Clarissa smirked. “Can you even imagine. Which is not exactly true. I don't like men with small dicks. A couple of weeks later, I went to Tom's house, where there were 7 other men. We all got naked and started drinking whiskey and beer. They gave me a qualude, and I got very very relaxed. They tied my hands to the bed headboard, and blindfolded me. Oh boy. I was in for it. I was so relaxed that I didn't care. Someone shoved his dick in my pussy for a nice deep fuck, while another put his dick in my mouth. And so for about an hour, my. In all likelihood after today you won't see any of these people again unless you make it to another school reunion. Just think, its your last chance to make up for lost opportunities and regrets. With that thought you decide that it will be your goal to hook up with at least one of the girls you used to go to school with.Walking into the corridor you stoop and take a drink from the fountain just as the siren sounds. The sounds of many people gathering just around the corner in the quadrangle.