I finished exhausted. I thought I’d done well when I finished so close to the person who left ahead of me, but actually it was just that he was particularly slow teen which masked that I was quite slow. At least I didn’t come last. And of course Graham won and both Sharon and Sarah did really well. Experience really counts; none of the first-years did particularly well although Chloe was the best fresher. We were camping in a field on the edge of a proper camp site so we could use the toilet block. Finding myself suddenly alone and not sure where everyone else was I decided to go over and shower. I got my wash kit from my tent and headed over. As I got real close I could see a jet black pony tail just poking out around the corner of the block. I slowed right down and heard voices. One was a boy’s voice I didn’t recognise- presumably from the other uni. The other was undoubtedly Sarah. They were kissing, loud wet sloppy kisses, and between kisses they were talking quietly. The boy was asking who I was! “Just a fresher” said Sarah, “don’t worry about him, he’ll keep for another day”. My tummy twisted and I felt sick. I couldn’t confront them. I slinked back to my tent and blowjob hid for a while. Of course I thought about rushing back and kick boxing the boy, but taking my anger and frustration out on him wasn’t going to really cure the sickening loneliness and lostness of how Sarah had dismissed me. After a Oral Sex very long wait I went back to the toilet block to shower, walking first around student the block with a wide berth to check that Sarah and the boy had gone. And then, early evening, the party started. There was a big bonfire and lots of grilling sausages on sticks beer and stuff. There was a portable speaker blaring out a disco playlist and many were dancing around the flames. I sat withdrawn, gutted. Chloe also sat a bit out of it. Roy went to sit next to her but she got up and went right up to the flames and danced. I watched her swaying to the beat; some people are natural dancers and Chloe was one of those people. Roy didn’t join her- he was probably as bad at dancing as Cock Sucking I was. It was dark and a lot of beer had been drunk but the night was still young. I was mostly watching the dancers and, when my eyes adjusted after the brightness of the flames, looking at the stars. Then Sharon grabbed Graham and led him through the crowd taking care to force everyone aside so everyone watched them heading off towards the tents. “I also pick where my initials go on you two,” she said, taking off her towel. So, with a bucket full of money, I decided to not Oral Sex let it just sit stale, or be something for my dear children to fight over, when I kick the bucket, too. The thought that all those male eyes were glued to my pussy made my juices flow faster and the ache in my pussy intensify. I wrap one hand around the base with my palm on his hairy balls and go to work on his throbbing shaft. The old woman continued, ignoring student her inquisitive look: “…but the Gods will Cock Sucking be pleased. You almost woke up once, it scared me for a second, but then it turned me on and I masturbated right there on the teen bed blowjob with you." “Now you’re just thinking up my reasons for me to love winter!” Goddamn! Despite how he made me feel Miss Johnson spoke. Loud piercing screams came from her and she twisted and strained against her bonds making Tracey feel as though she herself could feel the whip.