I couldn’t help myself. I figured I’d worn out the Yogi Bear jokes, so I shifted my humor to the only other Yogi I knew.“You know,” I said wit... a smirk, “when you’re in your class, you can observe a lot just by watching.”Jude didn’t seem to get the reference. She nodded, “Well, Yogi Marcel wants us all to participate to the best of our ability. So, nobody gets to stand around and watch. You should come sometime. You might like it.”No chance that would happen, and I was pretty sure she knew it. . Drawn to the warmth of his body and especially to the heat of his whipped ass and groin, they congregated and fed. Throughout the night he could hear them buzzing around him. He could feel them ever so lightly land on his ass and thighs. Occasionally he'd feel a sting as a particularly large mosquito inserted its proboscis into his searing flesh and drank its full.Shortly after that the itching started, maddening him as it drove him to wiggle his ass as much as he could, but he was still held. "I am impressed. You definetly have the figure for it." I can't help but begin to play with myself, my pussy already soaked. "What can you show me?" Lots, but we have to go to the bedroom," Tracy answers with a knowing smile. Tracy and Kiki begin kissing as we all move to my queen sized bed, and I begin to kiss Tracy's body while I undo her zipper. Kiki turns to me and unsnaps my bra with one hand, while the other plays with my nipples, making them even harder. I pull off Tracy's shorts while. I was blessed with a huge reward center in my brain when I was born, as well as an extremely low threshold for sexual pleasure, and so I have effectively fallen in love with sex (no exaggeration). I guess you could say that I am a sex addict, but in this town that’s no problem, seeming as almost the entire population is composed of sex-starved men, all of whom are endowed with huge dicks. The few women here are prudes, and so the men cannot go anywhere else but to me, and that’s fine by.