Let it fall off your tongue and drip onto your cock; let it run down your chin and fall onto your pathetic dick. Drip, drip, slut. Get it nice and wet...for me. Once you have sufficiently coated your cock with saliva, you may continue. That's right, whore, I'm going to let you touch your cock now. But only with one finger. You may attempt to pleasure yourself however you wish, but you are only allowed the use of your index finger. That's right, slut, rub your spit all over your dick; smear it. Jackie, is Jeremiah going to be here this weekend?”“Yes. I saw him on campus. That little jerk breezed through his finals like he was out for a Sunday stroll!”We all laughed and I asked, “Isn’t first semester pretty easy? And he’d be the last person I’d call little! He’s 6’2”!”“True,” she nodded. “He didn’t even work up a sweat. I asked him if I could sit in on his presentation and he agreed. He was calm, cool, collected, and had an answer ready for every question. Oh, and his drawing was. She was experienced, even if not in intercourse, in keeping her male partner just under the very peak.She’d drained him repeatedly through the night, her sisters with her and their laughter and giggles infectious as the boy fountained again and again, even as his eruptions waned when dawn approached. As custom demanded he had his last dry climax just before daybreak. She’d ceased her ministrations then and he welcomed the rest and relief from the stimulation by the priestess and her giggling. Currently we were in the same position we had occupied for most of the two days. I was reading by the fire, and she was snuggled into the other armchair.Her stomach growled.She opened her eyes in surprise. Several emotions played over her face. Confusion, surprise, realization, was just a few that I could name."I'm ... hungry," she said, in a voice of utter shock.I looked over the top of my book."What would you like to eat little half breed?" I said.She shook her head."No, it's just, I haven't.