The dorm did not have air conditioning. I was wearing shorts and did not have a top on. She was wearing a modest tank top that showed off her awesome ...reasts and shorts that showed off her awesome legs. We were talking as we normally did and the TV was on. In the process of packing I was taking clothes out of a laundry basket. I got to a new pair of string biking stripped underwear that I had purchased. I showed them to her and said, "Hey I could pack wearing these". She smiled and kind of blew. .I awoke to the clamor of cheer and yells,the bar had long since closed and I found myself hands bound together tied to the stripper pole surrounded by cocks of every color and size. I was professing how straight I was but it was to no avail.I heard a few whispers say it was a movie or something and to go along with it,be worth my time and such. Of course my complaining was half-hearted as when I am drunk I get extremely horny,pussy or cock I could go for either. It would seem years of. John ran his hands down her sides pulling her tighter, pushing her knee higher, grazing something stiff straining in his jeans. Jenny gasped softly and looked up into his eyes to see pure desire and lust. She smiled and leaned forward to kiss his neck softly, her lips just barely touching him yet creating such an intense sensation. Sucking lightly at his skin she whispered near his ear, “Let’s not stay in the kitchen.”Johns hands slid around the small of Dream’s back to lift her higher on his. I figured it out over the years, because I was as easily turned on by perky breasts as I was by a handsome male face. I accepted that about myself, though until now I have never revealed it to anyone. I actually have found out a lot about myself over the last few years but that is neither here nor there, just a fact. My favorite fantasy is about watching a woman push a huge pink dildo in her snatch. I love that thought, it always makes me soaking wet. The more she is enjoying it, the more I.