Looking back it was an insanely erotic experience having an orgasm in front of 25 people including my teacher Mrs. Gibson who seemed to barely keep he...r massive tits and giant ass in her clothes. Other than that particular mishap I loved sitting in class wondering what the girls and teachers would think if they knew I was wearing panties. There was only one person I confessed my kinky hobby with in my junior year. We had been friends for a couple years and I would spend the night at his house. I’m really off the hook tonight as I head back to the dressing rooms to get a break from the panties that are still spontaneously vibrating with every order.I come back out just as the tables light up with the jackpot sounds causing the dildo in my pussy to vibrate intensely. I moan and hold on to the bar as the crowd cheers. For once, all the focus is on Silv as she struts over to the winning table. Only the guys at the bar next to me notice my predicament as I hump the air until the. She had come to our wedding, but we hadn’t had much time to talk, so I wanted to catch up on all the things I’d missed out on.As our conversation turned to her relationship with Don, I asked her if she’d like for us to get more comfortable, just like when we roomed together. She understood immediately what I meant when I made this suggestion, “Yes! Let’s do just that!” she giggled back at me.We stripped ourselves of everything from the waist down and started using our dildos on our already wet. Lasla came up on my other side in her purple robes. She had no sword. She wasn’t a fighter. She had her hands on her hips, eyeing the slave master. He paced up and down as the ropes were drawn in and the ship tied up. Then the ship was docked.“This will be interesting,” Lasla said. “Just don’t get your throat ripped out by a rakshasa.”I wondered if there was a way to tell rakshasas apart from normal women. They could look just like one but also could transform their heads into a feline beast.