Didn’t know whether that was Emma or Emily. Or even something else. I started thinking slightly further afield than my own year, year thirteen. That...blonde girl in the lower sixth, year twelve. And her two friends. That brunette from, I think, the fifth form, year eleven. Now she was pretty. Shame I didn’t know her name. I wasn’t really aware of any of the younger pupils. There probably would be some in year ten, and in theory there might be a few in year nine, the thirteen and fourteen. We tried on him several times but with no luck.A few nights later camping out again we talked about fucking and I told Mike if he stuck his dick in my butthe might be able to "sperm". Using both of our pre cum as lube he was able to get his boner in my ass with no trouble and he went to work like an experineced sex machine. He was still unable to "sperm" though.This was our first summer and spent a lot of time stroking each other and me jacking off so he could watchme cum, he would even use. ..no, if I go on like this it'll be unreadable.]I remembered getting maudlin as the alcohol took its toll. I rememberedthinking 'to hell with it' and buying a ticket to Euston so I could paySusan a surprise visit. I remembered lurching towards the buffet insearch of a few cans of Strongbow to keep me company on the journey.I didn't remember anything else.Well, I mused as I lay there in the darkness, you've excelled yourselfthis time, Col. Thirty-four years old, assistant Head of Year in a. One we saw was a squirting dildo. Something new to us after reading about it and finding a few recipes for cum to put in it we found one that Sara thought would be very tasty. Mainly it was yogurt with a little water you could use any flavor, sweet or not. That night we had a very hot conversation about the possibilities. The one Sara liked most was for me to use i on her and make it squirt inside her pussy and than i would eat her. That got me thinking what if I could cum yogurt? I came up.