” Emma began.“They will meet us at the washers,” Nat said as she grabbed Emma’s hand to pull her down the hallway toward her suite. “Now, te...ll me about being an anthropologist.”“Well, we didn’t get to do much work this trip because we were attacked and kidnapped by these ... beings...”Emma and the three girls were in Emma’s suite after taking her clothes out of the dryers. As she opened her pack in preparation for folding and putting her clothes back into it, Nat touched her arm. “If this suite. Having personal preferences to the type of sex they had, or even being disturbed by the sex they had in the past was just out of character for an enslaved persona to have. I mean, sure you could do it, but that would just lead to problems.The only furniture in the apartment was the Conner’s old couch and a card table with two folding chairs I guessed Suzi had supplied. I was seriously reconsidering my decision to move there again, but no matter how much this whole thing bothered me, I knew I. I was surprised to see that she started speaking dirty language. She was saying make me your whore fuck me bastard fuck me hard ahhhhhh oooooohhh ahhh kissme, tear my pussy apart with ur penis ohh with her wild moans I feared that no one outside should hear us and locked her lips with mine. I increased my pace more and now she was on the verge of cumming, she was screaming aaaah fuck me like this aaah I am cuming uuuuhhhhhhh maaa no one fucked me like that aaaahhhh yes yes like this like like. I lowered my eyes. "I should have told you." That's true. But I understand why you wouldn't want to. There areideas about masculinity that run so deep. What's important is that Iknow now. And I understand. I'm not upset. And if liking to wearpanties has anything to do with how good you are in bed... you know, withyour mouth... well then, I'm the opposite of upset."I smiled sheepishly. My cheeks grew warm. I knew I was blushing. Beingable to please her so fully as I did was a point of.