He was fairly young, probably in his late twenties. The baldness was shaved not congenital. Maybe he thought it made him look sexy. Who knows?Anyway, ... spent some time studying him before deciding for sure. His interaction with other people was made up of gruff grunts and scowls, not the friendly sort at all. I liked that. Also, the way his eyes flicked to me every now and then when he thought I wasn't looking, indicated he was far from being a fag.I was wearing a skintight little stretch. I gave her more of the leaves and in a moment she started to eat them. This one needed a name. I liked Silver but that was used as a horse already. The Aristis word 'Vos' meant the same thing.I went back to my efforts to communicate with the Wikki. We had more breaks for food and even some exercise. Vos was a lot more mobile now and I gave her more of the bosta to drink but also offered water. She preferred the former. Her broken bones were inspected. They were healing well. The appendage that. As I was enjoying my spouse's discomfort and pleasure Julie Southwick cameto the table and ushered my two friends and me up a flight of stairs andinto a foyer where we were blindfolded before entering the meeting room.Blindly we stumbled to our places and were backed onto stools that sankunder our weight and caused us to fall backwards and also caused our legsto be lifted and spread. I reached back for something to stabilize myselfand felt my wrists become clasped by a device that pulled me. There were even a few small puddles that the base of my cock that had escaped her mouth. Becca then leaned over and like a cat began to very delicately lick all traces of cum off of my still erect penis. At that point I didn’t think my cock would ever be soft again and it actually did take quite a while to deflate. One of the more outgoing students reached over and squeezed my cock and commented about how hard it still was after all that action. Several of the girls complimented Becca on her.