As she said that Eileen lifted her legs up a bit higher so I could see her arsehole.With a push the arsehole started to open and her shit eased it’s...way out. It was about an inch and a half thick and was very sticky. She was straining a little to push it out gasping a couple times. I let all nine inches of the first log run through the palm of my hand and onto the floor. After that one had finished a smaller five inch turd fell out of her arsehole. My hand was smeared with Eileen’s shit and her. “Mm ok Ali. You’re mine.” I responded. I slid under the covers and began to kiss her stomach, working my way down to her pussy. She was shaking in anticipation as I got closer and closer to her aching cunt. I stuck my tongue out and lightly began to lick her swollen clit. As soon as my tongue made contact with her she let out a loud moan. “Holy fuck..” She said before covering her mouth with both hands. I worked my tongue down her pussy. Her grool thickly coating her slit. It was fucking. Time to go. Several of the guys around me were leering at me, coming towards me. I started for the front door. The room was crowded, and it was slow pushing past all that flesh. And the closer I got to the door, the less I wanted to leave. A hand took my elbow. I turned, scared, excited. A boy, I thought. He’s just a kid. He couldn’t be more than nineteen, and I was going to fuck his brains out. He wasn’t even subtle. He said, ‘let’s go upstairs.’ I nodded, pressed my breasts against him,. ”Before I can speak, she says, not at all gentle, now, “Close your eyes, and shut up.” And then, “Ellen, I swear, I’ll slap your tits from here to Thursday.”I close my eyes. I am “in.” I am horny. I am ready to be violated by the whole Roman army. I can’t wait. I never have heard about “sore pussy.” I am a c***d. But what the Christ is happening? Jenny is not here, over me; she is at the door. And girls are giggling. I heave upward, in a mighty abdominal crunch, and yelp, “Jenny.”There are five.