After her first orgasm, all the rest of them, except for her last one, followed more quickly, and with considerably less effort from her. I made her c...m three times, just by licking her pussy, with my finger sliding in and out of her butt hole. We had meant to quit early enough to shower and go down for dinner. The last time we did it, it was with me taking her from the back, doggy style. It was the only way that Shirley could control the pace without actually being forced to do all the work. Ashley's mouth opens helplessly, ready to submit to her next act, no matter how humiliating. "What a slut you are…" Madam moans, mocking Ashley with her tone. "Willing to drink your own piss just to get that little pussy off?" Madam giggles evilly as she drops the vibrator onto the ground. "I don't even have permission to get you to do something that… naughty… not yet anyways. I just wanted to see if you were that filthy. I'm glad, now I know what kind of girl you are…" Ashley feels humiliated.. We snuck off to the bathroom together. The party was really rolling and everyone including my wife had drunk a fair amount. She had whispered to me that she was horny and that waiting was not an option. So here we were in a rather small bathroom her with her skirt hiked up to her waist bending over the sink and me with my pants around my ankles my dick sliding in and out of her beautiful wet pussy from behind. She was telling me how much she liked the feeling of my balls slapping against her. Hold on... The balding janitor studied one of the girls. Sure enough, with a slow and steady creep, like bread-dough rising in the oven, her breasts were still growing. It was fairly slow, he didn't notice at first, but the nurse better hurry while this girl would still fit through the door. Aureoles, nipples and all continued to inflate with magical fertility as he began to mop up the puddles of milk. Whatever sicko breast-growth spell or whatever had happened was still in effect! The girl.