Their consideration though was reassuring. It must have been a big bottle, and Resi let me drink my fill. "How do you feel, Carli?"I sighed and answer...d honestly. "A little frustrated. I want to orgasm! But my head is clear. The alcohol buzz is gone."After my drink, Akira tugged on the rectal string again and I guess somehow determined I was ripe. "Bear down!" Resi commanded, and it felt like taking a major shit when Akira pulled out what I assumed was a spongey mess. And then I was quickly. I added another finger, which she noisily started sucking.Huskily, I asked, “Do you want a cock in your pussy while you suck another one?"She moaned, slammed her ass back hard, shuddered, sucked harder and mumbled around my fingers, “Oooh! Yeth…ohh…yeeeth…” An intense sexually explicit mental image flashed through my mind.Pushing her ass back hard and contracting her pelvic muscles, this bundle of sexual energy set me off. I slammed into her going off like a volcano. She yowled and snapped her. Tamara sighed as small jets of cool air blew over her, drying the sweat off her exposed skin, breasts and thighs. The mechanical jets paid special attention to the wrist and ankle cuffs as well as the leather corset that she wore. He didn't want them to become too wet. He'd told her why, but now, after hours in the machine, she couldn't remember.The jets moved and focused in on her breasts and crotch. First blowing a general, easy air; then focusing much more strongly. Her nipples hardened. "Oh, look at the tits on Gilhooley", said Alfie as the girl returned to her seat. " I don't think she can be wearing a brassiere"Alfie Capaldi was my best pal and we were sitting at the back two desks on the boys side of the room. I noticed his hand had started to rub himself outside his trousers. After a while he said, " Move over a bit and hide me. I'm going to take it out."He unzipped his trousers and pulled out his erect prick and proceeded to rub the shaft vigorously, shifting his glance.