He then took some time to scoop another good handful of shitty muck from the toilet, all the time Colette waiting submissively for more shit, he then ...lasted the shit thickly onto her face, packing it all over until there was only two eyes looking out from amongst the sloppy, dirty muck of shit filth.The men next took a large, heavy duty, clear plastic bag. Colette was made to stand inside the bag, then her husband and the two men all donned rubber gloves and busied themselves scooping up all. My fingers rub against her nipple, and it becomes hard with my touch. Dani smiles and stands and does a little striptease for me. She unbuttons the rest of her silk blouse, and it floats to the floor. Her lace bra does little to conceal her ample breasts. She unclasps her bra, releasing her breasts as they bounce in front of me. She pinches her nipples and lifts her breasts, like an offering.Dani then slides her hands down her stomach and seductively unbuttons her black pants, she pushes her. With us in it there was a bit more room, but only for maybe another couple or two before it would start to feel crowded. We were just sitting and chatting when the eldest of the three fellows in one of the other corners slipped back up on the edge and his bejeweled wife once again began sucking his cock. The other two couples glanced over at us to see what our reaction might be, and when none of us seemed outraged the other two guys slipped back out to receive similar treatment. I asked Mark if. By the end of the week Heather's prediction that I would have trouble was correct because more than a few girls were asking questions as to whether Heather and I were a couple. Most of the girls in my class accepted the answer that we were seeing each other, but there were a few upperclassmen that suggested that I might want to see them if things did not work out between us. That was not all that happened as there were a couple of senior girls who came right out and asked me to ride with them.