He said, “If you can’t strip down to get more comfortable. We can take turns having a few sips of my hooch. Maybe that’ll help you cool down?”...��Ooh, what’s in it?” I said, having lost much of my inhibitions by that point.“We brew some stuff back on the farm. It’ll calm an adult bull.” He said with a wink before unscrewing the cap and taking a swig.“How’d you get it past security though?” I asked him.He grinned at me, “Junior and I pack the stuff in mini-bottles and declared it before getting on.. Cindy said "Come on guys. Show me some more. I want to see some cum!" I laid down and Ben climbed on top of me. He lowered his head to my cock and I found his hard-on hanging above my head. I reached up and took his ass cheeks in my hands and pulled his cock down and unto my mouth.He began a slow rhythm of slurping and sucking. His hard cock plunged into my throat and gagged me. I backed off a little and then let him come back into my throat as deep as it could. Cindy came over and held the. The smell was a musky mixture of man and the wine that was upon his breath and my own. My fingers dug into his tunic as I tried to push myself away. He noticed my struggle and before I could beg to be let go, he planted a firm kiss against my dry lips. A gasp escaped my throat but was muffled by the kiss. He pressed his tender lips against my own. I had never kissed a man before, and to my surprise he was all to intoxicating. After a few seconds, I found myself closing my eyes as I leaned into. But the pool of random wasn’t very random, really. Which from a sociological standpoint is interesting.’ We were back in the classroom I believe. ‘It turns out,’ he continued, ‘or at least that experience indicated, that if a group of intelligent, well-educated women are trying to decide whether to even think about asking a stranger to have sex with them, even if it’s for a very good reason, the ones who decide to do it are the ones who are confident it will all work out OK.’ ‘And who were.