Besides if I were an Equatorial you’d already be dead, mudak.”She seemed to look him up and down, was that hunger or arousal in her eyes? It made ...him shiver, what was she imagining right now?“Though I’d love to lock you in a cabin with an Equatorial for a few hours, just to see what she would do to you. That’s something I’d pay good money to watch. As much as I find their behavior distasteful, there’s something to be said for their ... ferocity.”He didn’t know what she was daydreaming about,. (He loves it when I call him dominant names in bed. Such as: Daddy, Master, and Sir. - And all honesty, I love it when he calls me a whore, a slut, his good little girl, his pet, and his little fuck toy. It drenches my panties and makes me squeeze my thighs together.) Sticking him between my breasts, I leaned down as I gazed up at him, winking in order to get his attention. First, I trail my tongue across the head of his dick just to lick that delicious pre-cum off, then I slowly inch down his. .. Seriously? Jealous bitches... Even after they would explain how we knew each other, they still didn't buy it. It was the same way for the guys I had classes with. I could spark conversation with a dude easier than with a girl cause I knew a guy would not be reading me to filth because of how I was dressed. (I never dressed for any person at school, I dressed to go to classes and go home)The guys in my classes didn't care I asked for answers and so on and we exchanged advice on difficult. I had lost her long back. I was just seeing those soft juicy lips, those big eyes and soft red cheeks. I wanted to taste the scotch from my mom’s lips. I wanted my tongue to lick her tongue and slowly lick the scotch off it.Mom: Hey… try it.As soon as I took my first sip, I started to cough and mom and dad started laughing.Natasha: Oh poor, baby. It’s ok. You will get used to it.That night continued and I slowly started drinking. Soon dad turned on the music and mom and dad started dancing. I.