The rest of the weekend after my "date" with Colin passed in a blur. I wasn't sure what to make of what I had just been through. I was thrilled, and constantly turned on by the memories, but also confused by what that made me. I had always been a good Catholic schoolgirl, but now it turned out I like all kinds of deviant stuff. I liked things in my ass, I liked licking pussy, I liked looking at other naked women and making out with them, I liked dudes fucking me from all directions. These revelations about myself were almost too much to take. The week after my night in the hotel room started off fairly normal, although it seemed to me that headmistress had a special smile for me during hygiene inspection. Maybe I was imagining it, but I don't think so. Her fingers lingered in my wet pussy a little longer than usual before she moved on to the next girl. I didn't sleep well the next couple of nights and by Tuesday after class I was exhausted. I came back to my dor...
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