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Archive-name: Fetish/janmarsh.txt
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Archive-title: Jane and Mary Go Shopping
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Jane and Mary had got up early that morning to go out and do some clothes
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shopping. Over breakfast they giggled and laughed over the fun they had had
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with Peter.
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"God, Mary, we were soooo disgusting"
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"Yeah... but fun eh?"
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Paroxisms of laughter.
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They were soon ready to leave and caught the tube down to the West End
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(London, England).
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They headed for Oxford street and entered a clothes store.
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Mary whispered to Jane, "Look, my love, I fancy a bit of nasty naughtiness.
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It has been over 24 hours after all!. Let's get something to try on and go
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into one of the changing rooms"
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It was early and the store was not that busy. Mary picked out a short
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leather skirt and Jane a low cut, short black dress. Not that they were
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that interested in the clothes. They made their way to one of the changing
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booths. Inside they just dropped the clothes and smiled.
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"So what now mary ?"
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"What do you think?!"
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The two women embraced, each rubbing a hand against the other's cunt
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through their respective panties.
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"Oh Jane, I can smell your pussy from here you know. Mmmmm... yummy!"
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Mary slipped a finger inside Jane's panties and played teasingly with her
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clit. Jane was very wet. Pulling out her hand, mary took a sniff at her
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fingers.
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"You stinky bitch Jane... don't you wash ?!"
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They were kissing deeply now and Mary paused and said to Jane, "I think I
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have something to leave as a present for these store people and their
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customers!"
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"Oh Mary! What if we get caught?"
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"That, my love, is part of the fun!"
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There was a low bench in the booth. Mary climbed onto it, lifted her
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skirt, squatted down on her haunches and pulled the crotch of her red
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cotton panties well to one side. Jane kneeled down in front of her and
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gave her labia a good licking.
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"Give me a drink mary, I promise not to spill a drop!"
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At this request, Mary let loose a very smelly early morning stream of deep
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yellow piss right down Janes wide open mouth. Jane swallowed and gulped,
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allowing only a little to dribble down her cheeks onto the floor of the
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booth. Mary's sparsely hair covered cunt was being held wide wide open by
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Jane's fingers.
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When mary had pushed out the last drop, Jane heard her straining.
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"Nnnnnnn ...". Mary was pushing hard and her abdomen was contracting.
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"Go on my love, yes yes. Go on!", hissed Jane, frigging away at her own
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pussy through her panties and at mary's clit. She then moved her hand away
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from Mary to get a good view. Mary was now leaning back somewhat with her
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own hands by her side on the bench, thrusting her crotch outwards toward
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Mary.
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Mary's anus swelled. With each push, the bulge was larger, until the shit
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hole opening began to gape just a little. On the fourth or fifth push,
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jane could see the palish brown tip of what was to come. jane gave it a
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gentle push back with her finger.
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Then a bigger harder push, "GRRRR nnnnnnnnnnn ......" Now the turd was
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well on its way. Mary's pale skin conrasted so wonderfully with the circle
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of her anus which was now stretched to accomodate waht was clearly a record
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breaking turd.
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With more pushing, and jane holding the monster as it emerged, mary could
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now clearly see for herself the enormity of what she was producing
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"Jesus Jane! It's a prize winner. Nnnnnnnnn ...."
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One final long push and the turd accelerated out onto the bench. It did not
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curl, but simple lay full and more or less straight, a good ten inches long
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and an inch or more in diameter for most of its length.
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mary climbed off the bench and both women admired Mary's work. Mary pulled
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up her panties and, bending over, arse to Jane, invited jane to press a
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finger into her rear through those panties. Jane did this, pushing the
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cotton of the panties well up Mary's arse soiled arse.
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"I want these panties to have a good stain to mark this event my love!"
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Both girls then hastily left the nbooth, threw the untried garments into
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the hands of a shop assistant, and sped out of the store.
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