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Subject: Jetstream: Annabel's Schooldays - 4
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Date: Sun, 21 Jul 1996 20:26:47 UTC
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From: an123724@anon.penet.fi
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Newsgroups: alt.sex.fetish.watersports
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WARNING: The following textfile contains descriptions of rather
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unconventional people and activities. It may contain detailed
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descriptions of fleshy labia and thick clitorises, bulging gussets,
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creamy vaginas, girls who ejaculate, and girls who can't help
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themselves from spraying their piss at the most inconvenient
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moments. There may be mild hints of SM, and possibly the vaguest
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suggestion of some scat.
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If you enjoy these stories and find that they give you particularly
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intense orgasms, it may mean that you are as much of a pervert as
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me. Please e-mail me your thoughts or ideas for stories.
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(an123724@anon.penet.fi) - I'm always keen to meet a fellow
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enthusiast, and I will ALWAYS reply to a personal message. I will
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NOT reply to simple requests for stories or reposts, or to flames or
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moral outrage.
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ENJOY!
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Jetstream
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Annabel's Schooldays - Part Four
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The Human Toilet (again!)
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by Jetstream
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If the tears of shame burning Miss Charmaine's cheeks meant that
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she thought that her humiliation was over, then she was sorely
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mistaken. There were another four schoolgirls dancing with the
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desperation of brim-full bladders, and determined to follow
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Damaris's splendid example of using their teacher as a lavatory.
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Each, however, had already concocted her own, different
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technique.
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"Me next, I'm absolutely bursting!" declared Charlie, and pushed
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the schoolmistress back so that she supported herself on her arms.
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Knowing she had to obey, she once more threw her head back and
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opened her mouth wide in readiness to receive the girl's cunt-
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spurtings. Charlie's long bed t-shirt was already being pulled up
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around her thighs, as she turned and straddled her teacher-toilet,
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using it bottom-first as a well brought up girl ought, not standing
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up and facing like a man at a urinal, as Damaris had done.
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The young teacher was presented with a vision of her firm young
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bottom, stretching the fabric of her tight, white schoolgirl
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knickers, crumpling and creasing as she hurriedly tugged them
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down to her knees. Her buttocks were slightly apart, and in the
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dark crease between, the teacher could see the tightly clenched
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rosebud of her young anus, and offered an instant prayer that none
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of them would need to use this human toilet in *that* fashion.
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The thought that she might have to accept a long, brown, stinking
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stool, oozing out of the arseholes of one of these young girls, the
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horrifying prospect of having to swallow their shit, was so awful
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that she could still cling to the hope that her humiliation would
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not be complete in this way.
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At least for the time being, she was safe. Charlie's juicy,
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deliciously pungent teenage labia slipped open, copiously
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dribbling with threads of creamy spume, and almost immediately,
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a big desperate hosing of golden toilet-juice poured from Charlie's
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little exposed piss-hole, and its bitter, salty flavour was flooding
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onto Miss Toilet's tastebuds, as the young girl squatted over her
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open mouth.
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Damaris had, for whatever reason, kept her cunt pressed to Miss
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Charmaine's mouth, and had insisted that she must not spill a
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drop. Obediently, she had not, swallowing regularly, and sucking
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hungrily at the fleshy cunt as if it were a ripe fruit until not the
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tiniest squeezing from her bladder remained. But with Charlie's
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bowl-hovering style there was no chance of such care: the stream
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strayed and splattered wide; yes, a good deal of it filled up her
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open mouth, frothing and bubbling as it would have done had her
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mouth been a real toilet, but there was no way the squatting
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schoolgirl could prevent a lot of her piss from squirting all over
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her teacher's face and neck and into her hair, dribbling back into
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her ears, or running down her chin into the cotton of her night-
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shirt. Some of it went well astray, soaking the thin white material
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over her apple-sized breasts, making her large nipples clearly
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visible through it. The last few spasming squirts were of course
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the worst controlled and showered the reclining girl from brow to
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nipple. Charlie contented herself with a little wiggle of her hips
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to shake the last few drips from her dangling labia, and then
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pulled her knickers back up over her bottom.
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It was young, quiet Claire, however, who had the most peverted
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idea of all. She had the teacher kneel, with her face on the floor,
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and her bottom in the air, and they gently pulled her little white
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panties down so that just her fleshy pink arsehole was exposed.
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Claire produced, from her cupboard, a tub of Vaseline, and from
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the bathroom, a large funnel. Miss Charmaine's heart sank. What
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were they going to do to her now? She felt the girl's slim fingers
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gently rubbing Vaseline into her anus. She felt it slacken
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involuntarily, and then felt the intrustion of the slanting narrow
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end of the funnel. Then she realised: Claire was going to piss into
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her rectum and give her a golden enema! The girls all watched
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avidly as she stood with her thighs apart, and the dense black hair
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of her cunt exposed, and the furious stream of piss jetted
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accurately from beneath her pink clit, twirling and gurgling
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noisily into the funnel.
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Miss Charmaine, her face pressed to the cold floor, groaned with
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shame and disgust. She had now reached such a low, that she had
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started to feel to comfort of assuming that she would never have
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any dignity ever again. She had never had an enema before, and
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the feeling of Claire's hot piss seeping into her bowels was very
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strange. Very soon, she found herself feeling full, and by the time
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the girls saw Claire's cunt twitching the last few squirts, she was
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wanting to rush to the toilet herself, praying only that they would
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let her. But there was no chance.
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Alex and Helen stepped forward together, and stood over Claire's
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makeshift toilet bowl, pressing their breasts together, twining
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their arms round each other. Slowly they stroked the front of each
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other's panties, each feeling the slippery cream on the other's
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gussets. Carefully they peeled aside each other's knickers, and
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massaged each other's sticky labia apart. Then they were both
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pissing at once into the funnel, over each other's fingers, over
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each other's clitorises, but finally, inevitably, into Miss
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Charmaine's arsehole. The schoolmistress felt her belly filling
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with the weight of all those girls' piss, along with her bladder,
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which had now filled with Damaris and Charlie's cunt-spurtings.
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When the two girls had finally finished their lesbian piss-wank,
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they kissed each other passionately and stepped aside. Claire
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leaned forward and slipped the funnel from its place, and the
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young woman's anus automatically clenched tightly shut, but a
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tiny spurt of the girls' mingled piss leapt out, making it clear to
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Claire that the young woman wouldn't be able to hold her enema
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in for very long.
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"Ohhhhh Ghodddd!" groaned the teacher, and suddenly, they were
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appalled at what they had done.
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"Get the pot, quick!" said Charlie, "I think it's all coming out
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again!" and someone dragged the porcelain Chamber pot from
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beneath one of the beds. They were about to place it beneath Miss
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Charmaine's hips, so that she could empty herself into it, when
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from across the room, they heard "Wait!"
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It was Annabel. In their perverted excitement, they had all
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forgotten about her. The sexy, long-legged blonde got up from the
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bed, and walked across the room, her long, softly erect clitoris
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and her thick, puckered cunt-lips dangling down from her light-
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brown pubes. They watched in astonishment as the teen angel
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with the silken blonde hair carefully lowered herself until she was
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sitting, open-legged on the far rim of the pot, the fantastic meat of
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her cunt directly opposite the piss-dribbling ring of Miss
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Charmaine's anus. She slowly wanked herself back to full
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erection so that her big knob poked forth from her hairy piss-flesh
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and her big lips fell open to reveal her creaming, twitching cunt-
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hole.
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"Okay," she said, "let her do it." They eased Miss Charmaine's
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hips back so that she was poised over the pot.
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"My knickers.... I'm going to piss too, pull my knickers down!"
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said Miss Charmaine, urgently. The white panties had only been
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pulled down far enough to reveal her arsehole so that Claire could
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put her wicked funnel into it. Now it was Damaris who peeled the
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pocket of her gusset from the thickly furred bun of her proffered
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cunt, and dragged the panties halfway down her awkwardly-open
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thighs. The sight exposed jolted Annabel with two shocking
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revelations: first, however densely the wiry black pubes of Miss
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Charmaine might grow in her deepest and most intimate knicker-
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bits, there was no way that they would ever be able to obscure the
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bulging purple flesh of her huge labia, or the rumpled folds of her
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enormous clitoral foreskin, for after all that she had said earlier,
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Miss Charmaine had a pussy which was very nearly as fleshy and
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protruberant as Annabel's herself. Neither Charlie nor Damaris
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could come close to her in sheer quantity or prominence of their
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girl-meat. Second, the teacher's labia were actually dripping with
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cream - Miss Charmaine had *loved* being the girls' toilet, and it
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took one look, as her big fuck-lips slipped open, at the big knob
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of her rolled-back clitoris, to see that she was seconds away from
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orgasm. Annabel watched as she leaned back, her bottom
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spreading wider, her naked back lifting up, her nightie around her
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waist, her pale, apple-sized breasts revealed to the rest of the
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girls, and she heard her groan.
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And as she groaned, Annabel felt a surprisingly hot jet of fluid
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spraying onto her belly and drooling down through her pubes. It
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was squirting out of Miss Charmaine's arsehole and it was made
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of three of her class-mates' piss, whose enema her teacher was
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ecstatically evacuating. Annabel hurriedly angled her cunt so that
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the fluid could be made to shoot directly onto her clitoris, and as
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soon as she felt the hot flow, she knew that her own orgasm was
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about to hit her. She wanked her huge girl-cock in the dark golden
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toilet-juice that squirted out of her teacher's shit-hole and dribbled
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messily all over her genitals. She saw Miss Charmaine's fingers
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come forth from below and hurriedly start to rub at the huge
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clitoris, and, if she needed anything more to make her come, she
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got it as she felt Miss Charmaine's own piss, which was once
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Damaris and Charlie's squirting up between her own labia,
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shooting into her twitching vagina. The result was that into this
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already hellish cocktail of bodily fluids now dribbling from the
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cunts and arses of teacher and teenager and collecting in the potty
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beneath them, was introduced a new component. Annabel started
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to ejaculate. Girl-spunk started to spurt from beneath her huge
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clit, some of it being washed away by the teacher's pissing, but
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much of it beginning to shoot over her pissing, masturbated labia.
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Though her orgasm was underway, Annabel knew that the really
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big spunking hadn't started yet, and she had a split-second to
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realise her desires. Grasping the teacher's broad pissing hips, she
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dragged her down so that Annabel's enormous clitoris squelched
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deep into her teacher's slick vagina, as the teacher's own big clit
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lodged in hers, the piss that was still pouring out being forced up
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Annabel's vagina like a douche.
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"Oh God, yes, Annabel, darling, spunk up me, spunk up me!" she
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groaned, and Annabel felt herself pumping her teacher's vagina
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full of her creamy girlish semen in long powerful squirts.
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