Dawn, being the ass slave, quickly accepted the plug and moaned with pleasure. Sandy was next and Julie bringing up the rear. "Sally won, what do we do to slave Julie?" Patty asked. "Sally thought for a moment, and then smiled, "I was so pissed off yesterday when my History teacher took my phone. Let's take them all into the shower and piss all over her. Then the other two can lick her off." "Sally! You are evil and I love it. OK slaves you heard her, get into the shower, now!" Sandy, Dawn, and Julie, having trouble standing up straight with the large plugs in their amateur asses slowly moved in unison to the shower, with each slave's movements shooting pain out from their nipples and clits. Soon all three were indian kneeling in the shower with Julie's mouth open waiting on the first girl to pee. Sally was the first as it was her idea. She quickly removed her panties and raised her skirt. "God I don't know if I can go in front of everyone," She said. "Just get on with it. Stand on the tub over her head and let loose. I want to go next," Said Patty. Sally climbed onto the tub and stood over Julie's face. Her cunt just inches from her nose. She closed her eyes and relaxed her body. At first it was just a couple of drops, then a small stream, then the dam burst as her bladder released its content onto Julie's face. "Open your mouth slut," Patty commanded. Julie for the second time that day was drinking piss. What surprised her was that instead of being disgusted, the teen warm liquid running down her face and into her mouth excited her. Julie's mind was now accepting the humiliation and embracing it. Ten seconds later the flow stopped and another girl replaced Sally. But now the others not waiting to piss on Julie, jumped up on the tub and proceeded to soak the other two slaves with their urine. Sandy, watching the spectacle beside her couldn't understand Hardcore what was going through her mind. Instead of being repulsed by the obscene act, she wished it was her being sprayed. When a girl stepped in front of her, she quickly pushed out her tongue and leaned forward to capture every drop. She was relishing the taste and Brunette the humiliation. Her chest against mine, the Brunette body heat between indian us felt like my whole body was on fire. Then, when my breath became faster as I supposed it could go after all these years and I felt I would explode in teen an absurd climax inside that girl, the "king's whore", the "dark-skinned midget"... Although his family had blamed me for being infertile, it was a relief to Prakash and it was at his insistence that I had my tubes tied to eliminate the possibility in the future. But he definitely felt like he was robbing the cradle, as he stood up, pulled out his wallet, dropped a fifty on the bar, thanked the bartender, and proudly put his arm around this lovely lady's shoulder. No sooner had Lauren asked, “Friends? “Ooo fuck Mrs. Fattorusso,” I gasped. “I don't know,” I said, a wave of hopelessness washed through me. What could be done about any of it? It didn’t take long to finish cleaning the rest of the house and when I was finished, I put my French maid’s outfit on and turned to Hardcore Graham to tell him amateur that I was leaving. Her pussy was so hot! Than Patricia looked and Brenda and asked her, you like my toy that I want to share with you? Her stomach started to feel full as well. Good, but I am going to make you wait for it,” Mandy says as she leads me to the bedroom and lays me on my back on the bed. But it was also very erotic. Well, for one thing, it meant that it was more likely than not my uncle’s cock now ravaging Rachel’s mouth on screen. Look Bitch!