Pressing the end of the girlfriend hosepipe to my butt hole I felt the water go up my rectum. “Hmm, that’s a slightly different feeling.” I thought as my butt filled up. When it started to hurt I pulled the hosepipe away and the water came shooting fuck out of me like I had diarrhoea; fortunately, all of it straight down into the sea. I giggled a bit when I saw a couple amateur of little lumps sex of my shit floating on the surface. I did it again and wondered if I should empty my bowels this way every day. More little turds flew out and floated in the sea. I looked for any little pussy fish to see if they’d eat my turds but I didn’t see any. “Maybe human turds don’t make good fish food.” I thought as ass I did it again. I kept doing it again until I didn’t get any more turds out then I went back to filling my pussy instead. That was more pleasurable. When I got bored with doing that I tied the hosepipe how I’d done it originally and lay down with the jet pummelling my clit. As I waited for it to make me cum again I wondered if rinsing out my pussy like that straight after a man had cum inside me would stop me getting pregnant – if I wasn’t on the pill. I decided that I’d google it sometime. I eventually had enough sun and water, with no one else around, for one day and put the hosepipe away. I thought about what I was going to be doing at the club that night and decided to get something to eat right then, rather than going to the club with a full stomach. I didn’t want to risk throwing-up in the middle of the show. I didn’t fancy putting any clothes on so I wandered over to the café. There were a few people there but, apart from a few glances, no one said anything to me. Manuel did though. On a couple of occasions where Tamara had seen Alice worked up, her boss had joked that she had Valkyrie lineage in her blood. His parents threw a graduation pussy party for him in the backyard and of course Barb and Dan were invited. “Yes, I’m getting an unpaid leave. “And they use the gents changing room as well.” I said, “And they don’t wear any clothes in the leisure centre as well. He then told me to open my legs as far as I could and he measured the distance from my ankles to nearest uprights (ankle straps I guessed). I was glad I didn’t have any hair for them to pull. “You want to see what?” That would be fine. I asked him if I could taste his penis, and he had absolutely no problem with that.” Good enough for what we’re about to do, Teresa thought. Her cunt clamped down on the vibrator relishing in the vibrations flowing through her body, squirting her fluids down her fuck legs. I know you're turned on sex now but I reach between your legs to check anyway. By the time I worked all the way into her she was soaked.My stiff cock was wet amateur with her juices making it easier to fuck.She held me tight as I picked up the pace.I was fucking her deep with each thrust listening to her moan in pleasure.Her hands were clawing at my back as she was sucking on my neck. Then the line went dead. “It looks like your experiments so far have been very… extensive,” I replied, flipping through the pages and taking mental notes on some of the acts for later experimentation of my own, “I’m afraid I don’t have any insight I can provide. After a half hour she said Daddy I am ready to help you girlfriend now Sissy said I am clean and up to date and all ass data has been shared. Julie grinned. “Who’s your best friend in the whole world?” “You’re a slave.” A tight long sleeve dark blue dress with a dark red cape, and the red S emblem sewn on my chest. “She hurt you. He was dress in a police uniform, but he looked more like he was ready to go to war. Sam saw that the Commander had lost control of his bodily functions. “That means I’m perfectly ok with it.” I sighed when we stopped kissing. What did that mean about me? I wasn't the original Linda Davies at all. Bringing him close.