You know how sometimes food or drink can perk you up like it was a miracle cure? It was like that.You know the old war film 'Ice Cold in Alex'? Where ...hey are stuck in the Western Desert in an ambulance with a German spy, and all they can think about is having a cold beer if they ever get out of their predicament? And then the final scene, where they are in the bar, watching the lager being poured out of the bottle, and then drinking it, and you can almost see it coursing through their veins. I pushed my tongue a little deeper and I felt her pushing down. It was not long before I could feel the end of the banana with my tongue. Mary was breathing very hard now and pushing down forcing the fruit out of her ass. All of a sudden I felt a hard slap on my ass and Mary growled, feed me you fucking pervert, shit that fucking thing into my mouth. I started pushing down like I was trying to shit and I could feel the banana easing out. Mary and I were both licking the tips of the fruit . There was a knock on the door and when I opened it I saw Peter and his face was a picture.I took him by the hand and led him in to the room and continued to tease him and saw that it had worked as his huge bulge was now visible.I told him that I would certainly try and relieve the pressure in his trousers and told him to undress.He was now at full erection and that is some awesome sight in itself as I had witnessed many times before. I already had a preconceived plan and told him to go and lie. Yesterday’s run had been a good introduction to his new surroundings, but hardly satisfactory for a routine. He decided to circumnavigate the school grounds. That would extend his exercise to something more challenging. It was the Saturday before Labor Day. He wondered what he was going to do with himself. He knew no one, had nowhere to go. Descartes could only keep one company for a limited time. Even the library would be closed. He thought about the difference between loneliness and solitude..