"Of course the retreat was nothing like I'd imagined! The first day I went to the orientation, and lunch, and a workshop on female empowerment, and no...one once tried to seduce me, or offered to devote her life to me. Or even kiss me. I was nervous and silly and relieved and disappointed. I went to my tent right after dinner and lay there and fantasized about all those women, and cried for no reason."Rachel took Ariana's hand, brought it to her lips."The next morning another workshop, where I. "Let me see," I learn forward and kiss her, my tongue slipping in, tasting myself in her mouth. We stay kissing for several minutes. I feel her hands on my breasts, and I repay the favour by massaging her breasts. Her nipples are hard and inviting. I break the kiss and lean forward, taking her nipple into my mouth. She leans back onto the bed and pulls me down to her, her trousered legs opening eitherside, so I can lay comfortably between. I continue sucking at her nipple."Ohhh..." she cried,. " She started unbuttoning her blouse. It was red, and only had three buttons on it. She'd put it on after she sucked my brains out through my cock, and before Scott got home from practice. It had been showing a lot of cleavage at supper. Now, as it fell open, it showed a lot of sexy red bra. She shrugged the blouse off and tossed it on the chair she'd been sitting in. She looked right at me as she unhooked and then pushed her slacks down to her hips. Her panties matched the bra, except they. Kitty, a young clueless freshman came to our table holding a white whipped cream French croissant. Kitty said “would either of you like some “creampie”?, I laughed and said, No thanks, I only eat creampie every now and then”. Rachel turned to Kitty saying “no thanks, only my boyfriend Bob likes my creampie”. I just couldn’t help it, I laughed so hard my coffee shot out of my mouth. Kitty left and Rachel went to the bakery and got a white whipped cream croissant and asked me “why Ken, don’t you.