Just then, John came out of the bathroom, naked with a hard cock. He was holding a blindfold and some rope. He walked over to me and said that as pa...t of the fun, I was going to be blindfolded and bound with the rope. So first, he took the blindfold and wrapped it around my head. My sight was completely lost to the darkness. Then, I felt him pull my arms around my back and tie my arms from my wrists to my elbows. Then he said that at most times during the night, I would be gagged. Whether. Soon he announced he was halfway home. Deeper he penetrated me. I could focus on nothing other than than the sensations I was receiving from the huge cock fucking me deeper with each stroke. Everything else was a blur.After what seemed an eternity I felt Eric's balls and body press against my ass and thighs. He was all the way in! I'd never felt so full and twisted up inside in my life. I could hear the cheers from the audience.Then the real fucking began. Eric fucked me in long strokes, slowly. This startled me a little as I had been totally relaxing in the treatment I was getting. I suddenly realised what he was asking but thought no more about it. “No, it’s fine,” I responded giving him permission to undo the strap of my bikini top. He continued by applying more lotion and working down my back on both sides as well as along my spine up to my bikini bottoms. “How does that feel?” he asked. “It’s so good,” I replied. “Do you want your legs doing?” “Oh! Yes, if you don’t mind,” I. "Penis?Had I read the fucking question right? I reread it. Twice. Sureenough, the word was there. I snickered. What the hell was this, atrick question? I wondered. If so, Professor Emile sure as hell wasn'tgoing to trick me with it. Confidently, I circled "D," imagining itsparenthetical extension to read "chicks don't have dicks" rather than"women don't have male genitals." Time!" Professor Emile called.Like the rest of the art students, I set my pencil aside, and we passedour completed.