I came here out of curiosity. A lot of my friends recommended it to me. I wouldn't ordinarily go to a class like this, but from what I've heard this i... no ordinary class." Though her words were charged, she seemed innocent and sincere. Next to speak was a cute blonde girl. The shortest of the group, she exuded innocence. "My name's Elizabeth, but you can call me Liz. I just turned 16. I'm here because my parents sent me," she said, simply. After her, a tall brunette stepped forward. She was. I filled her pussy withwhat was left of my cum.I needed to go take a whizz and Donna said no. “I wantto drink your piss, brother. Is that a problem? Uptill an hour before, I had thought piss freaks werenuts, same as mother-fuckers and sister-fuckers andass-lickers, but after a little concentrating andrelaxing, I let go a flood of steaming pee right downmy sister’s throat. She was a piss-gulping, ass-sucking, cum-loving, brother-fucking slut but she wasmy sister and I loved her. She was tired but she was also quietly excited and full of anticipation for the return this evening of Varun, her husband, after two months working away in Dubai on an engineering project. He was well known in the field. He spent many months away at various projects, mostly in the Middle East but also as far away as Australia, and even sometimes home in India.She felt the breeze around her legs, playing with the hem and folds of her sari and felt just a little naughty. She went out after. She felt a hand move up the inside of her leg toward her cunt fingers were probing her fanny through her silk knickers, as they brushed against her clit she gasped. She is loving this she heard one say, the cock in her mouth was starting to get harder and she knew what this meant he was going to come, she readied herself for the spunk that would surely follow she heard a grunt and then felt and tasted spunk being pumped into her mouth, she greedily gulped this down and felt herself begin to.