..hmm...AHHH" I moaned in response as Amit was hitting the right spots and the right tempo."Say it, bitch. Say you like being fucked by Hindu dicks." ...Yes...OOOO...AAHHH...I like...AHH..MMMM...being fucked....AHHHHHHH...by Hindu dicks. Ohhh Ammmmmmmmmmiiiittttttt" I yelled as the first orgasm hit me. I don't know if Amit making me acknowledge the taboo nature of this encounter played a role in it, but I had an extremely intense orgasm. I yelled and shuddered as it lasted longer than usual. "I. I could have taken advantage of her of course, but I didn’t need to; even though I hadn’t actually had girl on boy sex for a couple of months, I knew now that I was good at it and had no need to take a drunken girl into the bushes. She was mortified the next day. She wouldn’t come to the phone, I went round. Her dad was not happy, he thought I’d got her drunk. After some diplomatic explanations (‘I think someone may have spiked her drink’ - not true - ‘why would someone do that’ - pretty bloody. I think he’s still finding it more arousing than he wants to.”“I suppose if we look on the bright side, they aren’t suffering any real harm.”“I don’t think Mike would agree. I’ve seen the stripes the fembots left on his buttocks with a cane while he was locked in that pillory. And he’s going to be traumatised by wandering around in a dress and heels for so long.”“Well, yes, but it’s not like it’s life threatening. And maybe he earned it a bit?”“Hey, whose side are you on? Or have the fembots. Her hands eased him gently back away from her and she stood up. She looked down at him wordlessly, watching as he got up off the sofa. Once he was in front of her they embraced each other, pressing their bodies tightly against each other as they kissed. Ending the kiss, Ellen stepped back, one hand on the side of his face. She slowly let it slid down to his neck finally dropping away. Neither had said a word, the silence would continue. Turning, she started to walk slowly to the bedroom.