Somehow, I managed to regain my concentration on the why I was here. I reached for the closet where my shirts were and picked the most comfortable one... then I walked past my bed and went for the drawer to pick some junk trunks. As I pulled it out and rea... "WHAT THE FU...?!?" I thought. Not one pair of my own underware in the drawer, not one single pair; but a lot of thongs, v-string see through and some hello kitty panties. I looked and looked, extremely confused... at the point my mind was. He must have liked that little move a lot because his face went flush and an impressive gout of his fuckstick-stew basted my insides, setting off an intense orgasm deep inside me. I growled, determined to outlast this horse-hung student, letting my pussy get stuffed with a little more shaft as I dropped lower to get in a good position. Now I seized the reins, riding this Brahma bull stallion of a boy for all I was worth, ass lifting and dropping, the jump rope sustaining my weight as I. The phallic food had been discovered and was being put to good use.We saw two of the younger girls being comprehensively fucked with a carrot and cucumber. Wendy was not neglected. Ten of the prizewinners were lunching off her well-loved flesh. All we could see of her was a sea of bobbing heads licking and sucking the fruit and cream. Her mouth was not neglected for her faithful lover Debbie had taken possession of it. She was alternately pouring cream into it and sucking the mixed cream and. ‘Oh, I see, they’re birds,’ I said, suddenly realising it was a group of tiny birds in flight. ‘Yes, they’re redshank,’ he confirmed. He smiled at me obviously waiting for me to speak next. I had never really planned what I would say, I had been hoping the right words would suddenly appear in my head. ‘I want you to take me out for a meal, Peter. I know you’re an excellent cook and I want you to take me somewhere that serves food you approve of. I’ll pay, of course, but I want you to take me,.