“I want you to catch it” . As she said that Eileen lifted her legs up a bit higher so I could see her arsehole.With a push the arsehole started to...open and her shit eased it’s way out. It was about an inch and a half thick and was very sticky. She was straining a little to push it out gasping a couple times. I let all nine inches of the first log run through the palm of my hand and onto the floor. After that one had finished a smaller five inch turd fell out of her arsehole. My hand was smeared. I chose the diner and to have my own place. I wanted to feel "grownup" and having my own place let me entertain easier as well. Yes, I guess I was still the school whore! I didn't have to spend too many Friday or Saturday nights alone unless I wanted to, and I got all the male attention my overactive sexual needs demanded. I could do worse!One day while I was at work, a familiar face came into the diner. It was Mark! He was back in town visiting a couple of old friends and stopped in the diner. Tom knocked and did so. Sir Nigel rose smiling from his chair and led Tom to the informal area."Further developments, I presume," he said."Yes, sir."Tom told Sir Nigel of Clive's restrained behaviour at the company dance and of Briony's continued misgivings."As expected," he went on, "with the news of the tender short-listing he now wants me to lead another more detailed recce up to Scotland." Ah," murmured Sir Nigel understandingly."I'm pretty certain that if he's going to make a move it's. I slowly kissed him and squeezed his cock. His response was immediate and erotic as his cock was already slightly stiff. I walked back into the conservatory holding James's hand and waving at the fridge and drinks cabinet said. Boys play nicely I'm going to freshen up, make yourselves another drink. Make mine a weak one. I walked over to Frank and kissed him on the cheek. I then walked over to James and did the same. Frank looked very scared but from the strain in the front of his trousers his.