She looked down at it, then briefly up into my eyes, then back down again as we both waited for it to start. When it finally did I glanced sideways an... saw a tense, almost grim smile on her face as she concentrated on directing the stream down into the bowl. Having no control of where I pissed felt strange, strange but also exciting, and as the flow reached full force I felt her fingers tighten a little, increasing the strength of those unusual thrills. Looking up again I saw that her face had. With a steady but gentle pressure on her but hole, she relaxed and it opened up. My wet little finger went in her butt hole and immediately the tight muscles of her anus gripped it. I began to move in and out very gently and I could feel that she was enjoying it. After a while I began to rotate it too and her juices began to flow more rapidly. With the thumb and index finger of my left hand I took her enlarged clit. She jumped at the touch and immediately my small finger in her butt and my. You'd almost have thought that it was a variation on the Rag Week attempts to break the Guinness Book of Records entries for most students in a Mini (which I think was around fifteen at the time), or in a public telephone box.It was a squeeze to get into the building in the first place, a crush in the foyer to queue to get into the Great Hall, chaos at the doors to show our tickets and have our hands and tickets stamped, and a real scrum around the bars as people tried to get their drinks. "Tough day at the office?" I asked with a grin.She gave me that curious stare that she got, when I used sayings or euphemisms from Earth. I grinned even more at her expression."I know you didn't get me out of my meeting with the ambassador just to relate strange sayings from that other world. Tell me what you need, I'm very busy," she finished a bit abruptly.So I unloaded on her. I vented. I got very angry, and insulted all of womanhood with some of my words. She got a grim look on her face,.