"thanks, this nazi sow is happy that you like her fat hips,"The Nazi comment was unexpected as well. It was a night of violating my expections, it see...s. Still, I replied, "Where are you at right now, you little fuck pig" iam in my room. its night here, my roomates are sleeping in their rooms" Do they know what a juicy little nazi cum slut they have in you? Do they know they can dare you to do almost anything and you'll do it like a good little submissive whore?"This answer took longer to come. I ought to have felt abhorrence at my reckless disregard for decorum in such a public setting. So why did I love the feeling so much? Why was there a fierce undercurrent of stimulation jetting around my body? What the hell was wrong with me? Was I turning into a sexual adrenaline junkie and would soon find myself craving a naked skydive to get my rocks off? Or was the city’s mystical air to blame? I didn’t have any concrete answers, just a barrage of questions, the conclusions to which were. ”Jeremy led her upstairs to the wing of the house containing his room. He stopped at the door to the green guest room, showed her in, and told her that this was where his mother expected her to sleep that night. Then he took her next door and showed her his room.“I don’t see any reason why we should mess up two beds tonight, do you Em?” he said with a sly grin. But Emily was already slipping her dress over her head. The bra came off next and she allowed him a good long look at her perky little. I called my girl Jenny who had the same idea and was ready but she lived thirty minutes away. We had the time of our lives, drinking, dancing, and I think I kissed a few guys. We came back to Jenny’s and she told me there was no way I was driving home tonight. I told her, “If I hurry I could get to Jim and salvage the evening with good sex.” I was ready to fuck all night long. My pussy was dripping by this point all ready. Jenny wouldn't hear of it we were too drunk to get on the road. It took.