“Oh honey, I love you for doing this, oh this is just so fine. Oh I hope you are OK with this. It has been so long and I just love having my ass pla...ed with. Oh wiggle your finger some more. Yes finger fuck my ass.” We continued up the stairs with my finger moving in and out of her ass. I also took the opportunity as we walked to fondle her tit with my other hand. She in the meantime had reached down and pulled my cock out of my shorts and was stroking me. When we got to her room she said,. Processed fibrous chunks of, well, dried female waste. Horrible tasting! Ugh, he thought. And too expensive to use unless it was an actual emergency. Not as expensive as two refrigerated bottles in his cooler of woman's breast milk he'd been having. Every process from an female's body from puberty to menopause provided the protein that allowed digestion for males between puberty and the age of around 50. Richest was breast milk, Second was female orgasmic fluid. Some in urine. But most. He took a few confident steps towards me and I backed up, keeping my stance loose to dart left or right. Tie in hand now, the top button of his white shirt undone, he stretched his shoulders and I felt a betraying flood of heat. He rolled his sleeves up to the elbow and untucked his shirt tails from his black chinos. With me wearing a skinny black t-shirt that said “I love Zombies”, red streaks in my hair and a ribbon choker with a dagger pendent, we looked like a pretty odd couple. The idea of. David left the room after fixing the bowtie to match his tiny white trunks, the only two garments he would be wearing all night. He felt totally ridiculous in his undersized trunks that were barely decent, more so because of the stupid white bowtie tied about his throat. What his friends would think and say when they saw him he dreaded to think. He went downstairs to await the arrival of Jason's guests feeling very apprehensive. He knew what he had to do. Jason had made his duties clear.It.