In a few minutes Mom came back and whispered in my ear, “Next time to finger fuck your sister…wash your hands. She has a very strong and distinct ...mell.”I looked at her and she just smiled at me and went back to her seat. Debbie looked at me but I just got up and went into the bathroom. I smelled my fingers and realized what Mom had meant. I washed my hands but thought about what she had said…the next time that you finger fuck your sister…the next time. Mom had not told me not to do it she had. .. the different ways they touched and responded to my touch...this was something I had not thought about before. It was a banquet.The price I paid for this amazing experience, was that some people, usually people who I didn't care about anyway, were calling me a "slut". That was supposed to make me feel bad, and to be honest, sometimes, it did. I got left out of some high school stuff. Things like theater, that I really wanted to do, that I already could do. Nobody likes to be insulted and. NOW."It turned Nikki on so much to see her roommate so authoritative and demanding, she simply blushed and headed to her bedroom, a small moan leaving her lips as Kay smacked Nikki's ass hard. Nikki jumped onto her bed and spread her legs as she was instructed to do. She was a natural submissive with men, preferring them to take charge and have rough sex. She'd never wondered if she'd be the same with a woman, but if Kay was any indication she was going to be exactly the same..Kay's tongue. “I thought we agreed that we were going to primitive camp — taking only the essentials, etc.”“We did, but we also agreed that we would have a base at the castle. Besides, even though we will be using new technology, we will be taking only the necessities with us.”“And what does that mean? We have to take adequate food with us. You can’t fish for food, if that’s what you’re referring to — not here in Germany. Even residents here have to take a two-week course or something like that to get a.