Three more sky-ward cum-cannon balls splashed to the floor, a a student’s desk, and right into the lap of my skirt. Still his unreal rod was going o...f! Smaller blasts, easily the size of ordinary men’s whole day’s loads exploded and burst all around me, but he spared my face and tits, instead letting glancing shots barely hit my thighs, stomach, hair, and left hand. His first blast had been so big and thick, that it continued to trickle and rip, the rest of the afternoon. ‘All right Mr. Donehy,. I twisted off the top and threw it in the trash. Two hundred fucks. Her ass would be blown out completely. She'd be useless. What was I thinking? And now she was about to go on to the Big Event, as Karl called it. How the hell was two hundred loads of cum up her ass NOT the Big Event? The clock on my computer rang a few times. It was midnight. The phone rang. It was Karl, he wanted to make sure I was watching. He asked if I'd read his emails and if everything was still like we agreed. Did I. Ciara slowly closed her eyes and opened her mouth, thrusting her tongue out.Sean would often in the coming years reminiscence how beautifully the camera had caught the spurts of thick goo striking his mother's pretty face. In moments of loneliness he would watch it often and carefully, remembering the details of every discharge and listening to his own long moans on the soundtrack as he let them loose.Several spurts went right into mom's mouth with distinctive wet sounds, causing the thick. “Sit down, Judith, and cross your legs,” I say.She obeys and I tie her lower legs together with a simple tie, and then pass the loose end of the rope under the front of her chest harness and pass each strand over her shoulders and tie them off to the back of her chest harness. Judith is forced to lean forward with her knees almost touching her shoulders. It’s a position I know that she’ll find uncomfortable after a while, but for this demonstration it shouldn’t be an issue.“Well done,” says.