They had made copious promises to be careful and be cool about the whole thing, but Matt was nervous as hell. Obviously, he wanted to see and touch Lu...cy’s body, and definitely wanted her to touch him. He just hoped he would be attractive enough to keep her around. Secretly he was worried Lucy would think his penis was ugly or something and just walk out. She wasn’t that kind of person but Matt was a self-conscious guy.He didn’t really need to be nervous. He had a very normal, average size. It was half the thrill of the ride, wondering what would be revealed each time you rode on it.Just before dark we headed toward the food concession stands, and pigged out on corn on the cob dipped in a big vat of melted butter, and hot dogs, and cheeseburgers, and pizza, and fries, and onion rings, and sodas, and ice cream bars for dessert. We all moaned and groaned, too full to move from the picnic tables we had commandeered for our feast. Finally, we tired of doing nothing, so we wandered off. And back again to my clit over and over again. You know what Chris, let me tell you. I was now breathing heavily, moaning, thrashing my head from side to side, while holding her head tightly to my pulsing wet pussy. The response of my hips were to rut against her tongue again and again. When she slipped two fingers into my pussy, she sucked my clit hard, I couldnt hold back any longer, I pressed my cunt onto her hot mouth. I just came in her mouth, in one of the most powerful orgasms I had ever. .. I have not seen ... There's no-one, no-one..." There, there, Svetlana. You are safe, now. We have food. Perhaps you're hungry? Shall we go to the cafeteria and have some lunch? It looks like you could do with a good meal and a little pick-me-up." Rostrimov looked at his boss askance and remembered the bottle of rum from the administrators office. No doubt Mischa had slipped it into his pocket. Rostrimov remembered with a grin the stories he had told back on the Petrovska of the petty.