After the events of that afternoon concluded, Kel uniform girl decided it was time to see where all this would lead.
First she wanted to experience a real cock, and not the rubber ones, Connie uniform girl and Debra were limited to.
If Vincent were around he would have been the beneficiary of her newfound sexuality, but unfortunately for him, he uniform girl had moved uniform girl on and by the time he realized that Kel had changed it would be too late.
Her dreams were rife with submissive experiences.
Now that she had accepted the submissive uniform girl slut inside, she found the fantasies suppressed uniform girl for all uniform girl these years surfacing in her nightscapes as vividly as if she was actually experiencing them.
Scenes where Kel was used by a Master and Mistress to service the lust of those they brought to her.
The black dildo her friends uniform girl used on her became real black men.
These hulking black lovers used her like a fucktoy and in her dreams Kel relished in these forays into submissive slutiness.
Raised in the south, the fact her exploiters were uniform girl black added a salaciousness to the event not present when her dreams featured white men or even Hispanic or uniform girl Asian males.
Kel wasn’t a bigot, as her Baptist upbringing had taught uniform girl her bigotry was sin as taught in the Bible.
Yet, being raised in the south had instilled a sort of institutional racism in the girl that though never uniform girl expressed consciously still resonated deep in her being.
So when her dreams had black men fucking uniform girl all three holes at once or gangbanging her in a train of one getting on and using her as the one just spent in her climbed off, she found her dreams even more salacious and tawdry than anything she had ever experienced in real life.