"I'll be back again when I've got some shitfor you!" she shouted. A steady stream - in both senses - of customers for the new "toilet" madetheir way o...er to Sarah. She was pissed on from head to toe, most of the mendirecting their piss on to her face, tits and cunt. Some even managed to pissdirectly into her gob, and her gasps and spluttering when they did really amusedthe crowd. After a while, customers also began depositing their shit on her helplessnaked body. Poor Sarah was degraded utterly. I steamed out, nearly knocked over Father Petrou. Dodging him, I sprinted out of the churchyard onto the street. I could hear him call my name, as his voice faded away.I sprinted towards Alexandra Palace. The distance was two kilometres, a warm-up for me, even with its steep ascent. That is when you are jogging. If you are sprinting up there, it is a different challenge. I opened my stride, racing up the hill towards my destination. With most of the distance covered, I was on the last long. I took hold of his hips and helped him press down, slowly and steadily, watching as more and more of the flesh-colored rubber shaft disappeared up inside his asshole."Just a little more, babe, you got almost all of it in there."With one more grunt he did get it all the way in, the shaft completely out of sight, buried inside him, the rubber balls now pressing against his cheeks."Oh wow, baby! Nine thick inches, and you got every one inside. You're my champ, my fuck boy!" I said, coming around. He stared at them and admired how each were capped with a candy pink nipple against her milky skin. Her fingers pressed delicately against the tautness of her abdomen. He froze still as her fingers skirted her sex to the insides of her taut thighs. Engrossed in the auto-arousal of her body, it triggering his own as she watched intently. “Don’t touch your cock, let me see it.” Jutting from his body, it curved gently upwards slightly. It would hit that upper wall inside her, the place that made.