We have to accept them as they are. We should not try to change them.??Yes, Professor,? nodded Anna. ?But I have been wondering something ever since...you told us that. Didn’t you change their culture when you became Leopard Girl??Jill sighed and nodded. ?Yes, I did. And I deeply regret that. But you also have to understand the circumstances. My tribe was under attack. My chief was about to be murdered. I simply followed my instincts. That does not excuse my behavior but hopefully it. There was one other thing first though, that also happened on a dare. You have to understand that these dares weren't really a regular thing between me and Karen, most of the time we just screwed around, experimenting with whatever popped into our dirty minds. And they were indeed dirty as fuck. The dare in question was one I hesitated to go through with. I'm sure Karen knew this and that she made a dare of it for that very reason. Otherwise I might not have actually had the experience it lead. Kathleen said, “I love the taste of your cum baby, almost as much as I enjoy you shooting it deep into my pussy”. Kathleen had learned her craft well. Four weeks ago she not only had never been fucked, but she also had never put a cock in her sweet mouth. This all started when my wife befriended Kathleen a very young college freshman co-ed at Trinity College, Dublin. A few months later my wife had arranged for Kathleen to spend a semester in America. When she showed up on our doorstep I greeted. Sie hatte sich nur auf die Schnelle einen Bademantel übergestreift und begrüßte die Freunde mit einem Küsschen. „Hey, Inge, was hast du denn da für schicke Stiefel drunter?“, fiel Tim sofort auf, „zeig mal her.“ Ein wenig zögernd öffnete Inge den Mantel ein wenig. Den beiden Männern fielen fast die Augen aus dem Kopf, als sie die Schnürung der Stiefel sahen und weiter oben die schwarzen halterlosen Strümpfe.„Los setzt Euch“, forderte ich die Gäste auf, „Inge soll jetzt mal für uns jetzt einen.