“Did your father trick you into being a Christian to shame you into not being a slut? You can be a slut.”“I love being a slut,” moaned Lottie.... “Feminism lets me fuck all the guys I want. Just dick after dick. It's so empowering to be dripping in the spooge of a dozen men. The Patriarchy wants you to be a good, little girl and only give your pussy to your husband. You don't have to.”“You girls are fucking nuts,” I muttered. “I just need to get to class.”“The Patriarchy's really messed her up,”. My other hand, with a mind of its own, went between my legs where it set off electric sparks that went up to meet those coming down.Before many minutes, I was vigorously humping into my hand and wishing my fingers could be replaced by a hot, hard dick. Not having one of those handy, I had to settle for the one hanging in the shower corner. It was a dildo, of course, but very realistic looking and feeling. Most of that ten inch dong went into my pussy channel quite easily.With the warm water. “Hi Beth” she said and then gave a little moan as I got the Dane out of the car. I retrieved my bag and we all went inside.The Dane was getting very excited. I am not sure if he recognised April or was just horny. His tail was wagging a mile a minute and he was looking at each of us. Perhaps he was deciding who he was going to fuck first. Of course April’s home so April first. It was only fair. First we had coffee while the Dane lay down watching us intently. “Oh God I can’t wait” said April. . It is only 11.30..” she said me that she had to wash a lot of clothes which belongs to her daughters… She also added that her daughters had no time to wash because they were busy with their studies…” I said ok….I felt a small headache because of journey…I said her about it and she demanded me to take rest… There was three bedrooms in her home…One belongs to her and the other two belong to her two daughters… I went to her bedroom to sleep for a while… She came to the room and sat beside me in.