‘Mother.’ She consoled Deres with, ‘That was not a threat.’ before turning her attention back to Kestral. ‘That’s simply where your logic ...nds, girl. You are a living weapon, aren’t you? Or do you not really know how to use what you carry and plan to beg your enemies to please kill themselves because you can never remember which is the sharp end?’ Some of the women laughed. Even Kress found a crooked grin. ‘You are a weapon that might run amok given a cock-eyed glance or too much drink, so. Pete wasn´t sure which ingredients he ate, but it tasted very good and the effect on their plates was amazing. Breasts rose and nipples as well. In between we kisssed the ladies on their mouths, sharing the tastes of the delicacies they offered. Neither of us even left milligram there, we were still sucking when the food was gone.Until we remembered more good food on even hotter plates, more spicy now.Making both us and the ladies thirsty.Luckily, one of the rules of the Cuisine Culinaire club. After some time this ritual became routine, I started to feel the need formore, my curiosity had been woken up and I wanted to know more about womenand sex. Until then I was not very interested in the topic, in fact, Iwould always escape from it when it became part of any conversations, Ididn't like to talk about it, as I said before, I was very shy and selfconscious.At the time I thought that the only way I had to get to that informationwere my classmates and the porn magazines or VHS videos. I started sucking him deep into my throat. I had long ago learned to control my gag reflexes so I had no trouble tacking his whole cock, which by now was a beautiful eight or nine inches long. Soon he started thrusting his cock as I held my mouth over the hole letting him fuck my mouth. Suddenly he stopped. Then he leaned down and whispered that we should go over to one of the large booths with the padded bench seats because he wants to fuck me. That was the best thing I had heard in some time.