It filled both her hands. Long and narrow, basic shape that of a cylinder, about two feet in length and perhaps a foot wide. Four rubber legs stood ou... on the bottom so it could be set down on a surface.From the middle of the class, Jason looked with special interest. The device appeared quite heavy. It took some effort on the part of his teacher to lift it, especially when she lifted it above her head. He tried to figure out what it was, but had never seen such a device before."No one?" Miss. My legs are wide apart and his fingers are still buried deep in my pussy as he moves me, and slowly he removes that hand and I expect him to slide his leg over mine and to position himself, ready to enter me. But no, he really surprises me by moving up my body and straddling me, sitting on my ribcage, my breasts pressing against his thighs. I now see his beautiful penis, this throbbing, twitching monster with an angry purple head and one eye just inches from my face. He pulls his foreskin. Wrapping our arms around each other our lips lock in a passionate kiss. I release from the kiss and reach down for your wet shirt and begin to wring out the raindrops from a sleeve. "This will help," I say, and tie the sleeve around your wrist. "How does that work then?" I ask. Before you have time to think, I pull the other sleeve around the back of the tree trunk and wrap it grab your free wrist. You’re not exactly keeping up, as I tie a simple knot; there, you are now nicely fastened to the. I needed no further urging and unleashed my own hot stream of piss straight down between and onto her inner thighs, into the toilet bowl below. She, sensing time for payback placed the fingers of both hands into my stream and brought her two thumbs up into my wide open pussy, the stream being diverted even more as it hit her hands. I seemed to be pissing forever, the gentle ministrations of her fingers bringing me to the brink of orgasm. My flow started to ease and she removed her fingers from.