It took only a couple of minutes of nibbling on her clit for her to tense in orgasm, and she pushed her fingers right into her sopping cunt to finish herself off.As she came, she lost all control and a hot jet of yellow piss suddenly spurted out of her pee-hole. “Oh my God” she yelled, embarrassed, but I was so turned on this only made me clamp my mouth even more over her pussy as more squirts of amber fluid made their way into my throat. I slurped up what I could and swallowed it down, while Karen took her fingers out of her cunt and sucked them clean.I pulled myself away from her pussy, licking up all of the residue around her pubes, and kissed Karen full on the lips again, making her taste her cum and piss. She lapped at my face, before pulling down my boxers and pulling me towards her so that she could steer my hard cock straight into her sopping fanny. Jesus, she was a great fuck. While the thought of Ellie flashed across my mind once or twice, I was too engrossed in her dumpy. We all went to the changing room and got in to our gym kit. Everyone was dressed the same in a white short sleeved top, a white skirt, white knickers, and white plimsolls. Mrs Bell got us to do all of the normal things. We were jumping over the horse, running from end to end of the gym, and climbing the ropes. It was as we were running from end to end that it happened. Jenny was in my class and had lots more friends than me. She had tried to befriend me but I was too shy I supposed. She looked sweet enough and when she was good she was quite lovely to be around. However she lost it sometimes and lashed out. I could tell that Jenny was looking to her side as she bumped in to me. I went over. Normally I would have been apologetic, saying it was my fault. This time though something snapped inside me. I stood up and went right up to Jenny and I was in a blind rage. The next thing I knew I slapped her arm and she slapped me back and I slapped her again. I reckoned we would have kept on.
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