..," he said."I didn't cut it off. I inverted it," I corrected."Inverted?" Stan wondered."Turned it inside out, dumbass," I said annoyed."Turned your ...ock inside out? Oh God!" he said as he ran to the bathroomto hurl."Anyway, as I was saying," Ryan continued. "A part of you is still abro. That's why we gel so well. It's why we're all here at this stripclub and not some pansy ass baby shower." Alright, alright," I said agreeing so far."So, you have to give Chris some of that warm pussy. You. " I said. She had a worried look on her face. She looked around again. "Is there anything I could do?" she said. "Wait! Are you still going." I said. She looked right at me and nodded her head "Yes!" "At home, do you leave the door open for your husband? When your peeing. I thought so. Bet he never watches. Your getting turn on. I can tell. Your such a naughty girl. Mmmmm....I think I know what you can do. So your husband and his friends don't get sent home." I said.I reached down to grab her. The resulting sound was pitiful, but she was unable to care as she felt her contractions squeeze more juice deep into her. The ben-wa balls now felt as if they were smaller again, probably due to all the fluid being squirted into the deepest regions of her body. As coherency returned to her, she thought about how much lube had been poured into her and was now sitting in her uterus. She hoped he was right, and it couldn’t hurt her.Then she began to climb to yet another orgasm, and gave up trying. "I thought it would be better than the one in the Smellementary School." Just the same old, dreary girl's room," Michael commented."But squeaky clean, brand new, and with two doors," said Chris. "Let's get started." I've always wondered why these rooms don't have urinals," said Robert the genius."Well, duh!" Chris said.Robert still didn't get it. "And what are sanitary napkins?" he asked, staring into one of the stalls."I don't know," Chris said. "Very clean ones?" Any further remarks were cut.