“Yes, okay,” said the professor. “But they’re both pretty predictable. It isn’t a surprise that she has those. What about something a bit di...fferent?”“Do you mean like for people with special tastes?” said Mary.“Yes,” said the professor. “Or things that she will do that are unusual.”Louise stroked Bing’s thigh and asked her, “So, what do you want to do? What is your special kink? What fetishes do you have?” Louise’s hand moved up from Bing’s thigh to her pussy, and she started massaging it. Purple cum trickled out of my agape mouth and I just glared when I saw it. Was it acid or was it what it tasted like, marshmallows and soda? Then the next Troll entered my mouth and did that same. He then also face-fucked me, I was in a daze now. More purple cum oozed from my numb mouth. I could feel nothing in my mouth now as if I had been to the dentists. Thankfully in one way I had numbness in my jaw as the number of Troll cock going inside, never seemed to end. The pressing issue I had was. I turned to face her. Nazia stood about five foot five with firm round breasts, erect nipples that looked like grapes, begging to be sucked.After we had soaped one another’s body, Nazia knelt down and took my dick into her mouth. All the morning with these horny women had me on the brink. I could not do anything to keep from shooting my cum into her mouth. It was very visually stimulating.I was watching Nazia’s lips engulf the purple knob of my hard-on again and again. The water cascaded over. The city can truly be harsh for someone growing up, and will certainly highlight all of lifes annoyances at much faster rate than anywhere else. But Rick tried his best not to be cynical, as difficult as it may be these days. Although generally not a cynic, Rick suffered from what a lot of other people suffer from. Suffering, or perhaps better phrasing; not prospering. Rick was no shining star or football quarterback. Not much of an artist, nor academic, and lacking the real coordination to do.