. closed ... opened again, soundlessly. She was suddenly concerned about tipping forward out of the chair, and tried to push herself back in the seat,...only succeeding in scraping the thing backwards on the floor. "I ... uh ... I think that ... um ... I ... think that ... maybe I've made a mistake," she finally said, haltingly. She stood up.The woman glanced up at her with a placid look on her face. "SIT!" she barked. Cindy sat. Hard. "Put your knees together!" the woman continued firmly,. Would you like that, bitch?” I laughed evilly as I saw Jill’s eyes growing wider than saucers.Weirdly, Jill then nodded her head, as if whatever I wanted to do was perfectly okay with her, even making her swallow my piss. (I hated saying “pee,” because it sounded too juvenile. Boys “pee.” Men “piss.”) I was seriously glad that there were no diminutive nicknames for “Neal,” by the way. At least none that I had ever heard. I didn’t have to worry about being called “Davey” or “Danny” or any other. After about five minutes I saw two of the women perched with there feet planted on each side of the two commodes that were in there,the other three laying on the floor with their faces under the squatters pussy's. I watched as the two lovelies warm golden piss gushed from there cunt's like a four alarm fire hose!Knowing that these parochial students would not betray my secret porthole,I cleared my throat loudly enough that they would become aware of my presence.They were all. I readied myself and gulped on him. It was fucking amazing. Bit hard rod like iron he turned round and facefucked my my lad said later he was moaning away as he did it. I looked up after slurping on it, to see my lad rimming his peachy little bum. I grabbed his undies for a sniff and watched them with each other , Darren on top, sucking my lad, slurping loudly, like a plunger. Really loud. Trying to to force a few fingers into my lads holes as his legs by this time we proper parted. Then I.