She must have been quite a sight when her roommate arrived. She was sitting, naked as the day she was born on the living room floor. Her hair and ski...n wet with sweat and ice water from her masturbatory exertions. Her roommate silently put away the groceries she had brought home and then asked, Are you going to get dressed some time today? The blond flowed from the floor with the grace of a ballerina, embraced her roommate and kissed her with lustful passion. As their tongues dueled the nurse. There is a strong incense smell in the air that I recognise from my college days. I also recognise the beat of Tangerine Dream issuing from the speakers. He tells me to take a seat that is positioned off to one side. As I do so, he leads her in to the spotlight, and sits her down on a very large floor cushion. He then brings forth a large bong shows her how to use it and tells her to take large lungfuls and hold each a few seconds before exhaling. She sits, nervously, on the cushion sucking in. At one occasion we passed some older women from my village and they looked at me intensely and pointed and I heard them talking. They would surely report this to the village. I felt even more humiliated then.At last we came to the pens. It was a big grey building encircled by a high wall and although I had often seen it and even seen the slave girls being marched in and out of it, I had never seen it from the inside. Now I was admitted through a small door and taken across the courtyard to a. Her screams escaped her lips and she trembled. Her excitement put me in the same position. I could feel my body temperature rising and it took everything in me to concentrate on what I was doing to her. Her tongue hypnotized me into a full-body physical and mental orgasm. I stuck my tongue inside her as far as it could go and began to lap at her insides, which seemed to be what she needed to put her over the edge. My finger rubbed her clit to add to the stimulation and before long her tensed,.