It was half-full.“What’s in this?” he demanded.“My piss, Sir,” I replied.“Drink it shithead…hurry up…toss it down.”I unscrewed the n...pple head on the bottle and drank the rest of the refrigerated piss.He pulled the empty bottle from my hand.A fast order: “Get on your knees, open my zipper and pull out my cock, then aim it into the bottle slut-face.”Everything was happening so fast…I still didn’t know how to address this man, and here I was holding his cock so he could piss! The zipper went down. The more she struggles the more she had to pee. Maybe thirty minutes of fighting with the ropes had worn her muscles out. She was not sure on the time. There was no way to know. She decided to pull with all of her limbs at the same time with all of her might. She began to pull. She strained against the rope. She was making the nose that weight lifters make as they put all efforts into a lift. She kept pulling. She hit her breaking point. All the power in her body was uselessly being wasted on. She pushed her delicate tongue deep into Allison's dripping pussy and ate every corner of her sensuous cunt. She paid special attention to Allison's clitoris pushing the folds open to lick her little button. Allison began to go into a very intense orgasm. It was an orgasm from which there was no turning back. It was an orgasm that made Jasmine fall into her release at the same time.The two girls held each other tightly still vibrating and convulsing involuntarily in the throes of their mutual. Veneer leaned forward to ruffle Stacy's hair, something he knew she hated having done to her but would never complain about his doing it to her. "Like the Mrs. said, we will be fine." Bullshit." The finality of Rachael's tone was not enough to dissuade the married couple."I am glad you disagree with the Professor on this Rachael."Rachael was one of the few at the school who liked Mr. Veneer over Mrs. Veneer, he was a man who was not without sin and everyday faced his previous sins face.