Meadowvale Academy Chapter 45
These stories involve anal fingering, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, dom/sub relations, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, orgasm denial, mind control/behavioural training, scat, sex machines, sissification, sitophilia, smothering and voyeurism. If any of these things aren't your thing you may not want to read further.
Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 45: An Evening with the Roundtrees Part 2
The two women laid Ingrid down on her back, sliding her downwards until the her legs from the bottom of the Happy Pants down, no longer lay on the thick sheet of plastic. Pineapple lowered herself to her knees and straddled her head. Placing her hands in her shit coated locks she began liberally flooding her scalp with piss, washing her face, allowing her to drink, establishing her place within her new social order. The older pair looked in support on while she was marked. "Welcome Ingrid, welcome to our home," Magnolia greeted smiling down on her. She turned to her eldest. "You should be the first to feed her dear,"
"Yes, yes you should," Vera agreed. She wiped her browned hands on the blue mini in front of her and used her phone to activate the Cockblocker's vibrator once more. Its owner arched immediately and groaned.
Zoe seized the opportunity to insert an oral spreader into the student's mouth before sliding the bottom half of a head brace under her skull. Once that was in place she attached the top piece which locked her head into position with her mouth forced open. "She's ready for you now," the Greek woman announced. Others in the room, many already naked or partially so, paused in their carnality to watch as Pineapple turned herself around and backed her sphincter over the face of her classmate.
She spread her cheeks and sunk down upon her, completely engulfing her visage. They all watched as her throat flexed, betraying the passage of filth from one girl to the other. The eldest Roundtree daughter jacked the stiffened piece of the other languidly as she fed her, allowing her to slowly build to her bliss. "I won't deny you, Baby Ingrid. You are being a good girl, letting me nourish you. I will give you your cum." She turned to her mother. "Loosen the ring now. I want her to be tasting me, watching me watch her tasting me, when she cums."
She didn't need to be locked into place she reasoned as the sludge from her crush flowed down her esophagus. She would have willingly eaten Pineapple's waste. But by no means would she rebel against the facial enclosure. It felt comfortable, reassuring pressing into her skin as it did, pinning her in place. It was an unspoken confirmation of purpose. Ingrid humped upwards as she was stroked and fed. Her strapless dress was pulled down and then off. One hand swapped itself for another as a second ass settled on her torso. Shit coiled on her breasts, she didn't know how much, but soon it was being spread about. More was added, more was spread; more was fed her.
And then the parade stopped and a familiar hand returned to her member, Pineapple's hand. She was close. The Happy Pants began to fill with brown paste pushed out of her, evicted by the incoming load. Her hips flexed as shit poured over her balls. The rate that her mouth was filled with the brown treasure abruptly increased as did the hand below. Her swallowing was forced to keep up. Each looked into the eyes of the other, neither could turn away. She throbbed and tingled as she eagerly greeted her long awaited release. Her seed was pulled from her by the relentless hand of her lover. Long thick globs of her cream erupted from her crown as more fudge piled in. The dreadlocked girl mouthed three words to her as Ingrid devoured the last of the meal that bonded her to the ass above. Unable to speak she used her eyes to answer her back "I love you too."
Glinda Ramsey flexed her hips as she drove her thick 12 inches in and out of Valerie Bonner's rosebud. The girl was on her hands and knees on the floor watching Ingrid as she was fed by Pineapple. She looked on as Zoe Onasis spread her cheeks and deposited her brown prize on the student's stomach and dragged her hardened piece through the filth with a curious interest. The larger blonde flashed a knowing glance at Vera Bonner as the latter then squatted into position and opened her own crevice. Her sphincter blossomed, crackling as it did so as she allowed her shit to slowly creep out and onto the pile below her. She smiled as the other deliberately coiled her rope of filth upon the other, taking her time, allowing her daughter a full view. The hairdresser continued thrusting into the junior's anal passage, driving her forward bit by bit, inching her closer as the Bonner girl became more and more entranced.
Delores sat on the couch as the youngest Ellis girl bounced up and down on her member. She had been marking time waiting for her chance to grab up the cute redhead since the two had arrived earlier in the evening. And now as she plunged in and out of her ass, she heard the accompanying mewling with each stroke. Stacey humped eagerly against the firm hand that pumped her smaller organ. The Ramsey woman could tell that the youngster was immersed in the sensations flooding in from her erogenous zones. Her eyes were closed, her body ragdoll loose as she thrilled and throbbed. She was willing putty unconcerned with anything but her own pleasure. The manicurist took full advantage of the freedom she was afforded; slamming into her with relish as her own orgasm marched closer.
Catalina Rodriguez furrowed her ass with her 10 inch tool as she began to quicken. Below her, on her back, was Vivien Bonner who was penetrating her vaginally. Foisted on the two cocks, Hailey Ellis ground back on both shafts each time they entered her. She flexed her hips fiercely trying to bring them off as she was jacked from behind. It felt so nice to have Catalina's hand on her organ as she was being plundered in both of her holes. She was so talented that way. All she needed was a third girth for her mouth. Her chin was lifted, her lips parted reflexively, sensing that which would complete her. She would not be disappointed. Her nose picked up the stink and her tongue reached out. The smiling face of Zoe Onasis looked down upon her as she pushed her soiled shaft in and began fucking her face.
Vera Bonner's member sloshed sloppily in and out of Valerie's rosebud, Glinda Ramsey's recent release allowing for a smooth passage. Her daughter's head was beside the Halversson girl's torso now, her body having been edged closer and closer, as she was fucked by one and then the other. The senior was flanked on the far side by Pineapple Roundtree and on her closest by her mother Maggie. Each was coating her torso with the sludge that had been piled there. Strawberry Roundtree backed in from above and spread her cheeks, sitting her ass on the crossbar of the head brace.
Vera turned her daughter's head slightly so her gaze would find the young girl's offering. Her sphincter flexed, once, twice, and then blossomed. "Watch Valerie, watch her lovely shit pour out of her ass," her mother urged in her ear as she continued to plow into her. Her eyes fixed upon the spread crevice and the filth that snaked out of it and into the mouth below. The farmer nodded to the third Roundtree girl, Tumbleweed, as her daughter sighed and pushed back against her mother's piece.
Valerie felt a click, then a buzz. A collar tightened around her cock even as it hardened even more and throbbed. She was inched even closer and surprisingly, her mother's hand began to stroke her member. "It's beautiful isn't it, Valerie?" she heard her ask, "Can you smell it? It smells lovely doesn't it?"
"Yes, yes it was beautiful," she told herself as she fixed upon the feeding. "It did smell lovely." The aroma was getting stronger, more waste descended into the gaping hole. She didn't notice the fingers of shit until they touched her lips.
"Taste it now"
Her mouth opened as the digits slid inwards. The bitter flavour was intoxicating. She needed more. The fingers returned full once more and again she welcomed them as she her lust was passed between hand and cock. The third time they were held away from her face and she stretched her neck to reach her snack. Another ass, she didn't know who's, squatted over Ingrid and dumped its load in four long, mushy logs. Again and again, more fudge was offered her, each time moving her closer to the restrained blonde. Until finally, inevitably, she could reach out with her tongue and feed herself directly. She didn't need her nourishment to come to her anymore. She had gone to it.
Her face was now mashed up against the girl. Her lips had found her left nipple. It was coated in thick brown over and over and each time it was, she cleaned it off. She didn't know when, but at some point in time her clothes were removed. As more shit snaked down from above her body became a canvas as well. She had never worn a pair of Happy Pants before, but she recognized when she was being put into a pair. She didn't protest her new garb. She accepted it; she knew the path she was on now. Something was suddenly snapped into place around her head and she was flipped onto her back beside the girl she had been dining on.
An oral spreader was placed in her mouth and adjusted. As her teeth were pried open mechanically with a series of clicks, she could hear the clamps of the headpiece being attached to the base and locking her scalp into place. Her eyes shifted to her right. She was now a twin of a different kind. Glinda Ramsey straddled her and squatted down over her stomach. A cacophony of crackling heralded the arrival of the thick brown anacondas that descended from her wide cheeks, pulled apart. One, two, three, four, five lengthy logs were dumped upon her. The shopowner, as before, scooped up some filth on her fingers and fed the junior as her mother used the same as lubricant as she picked up once more on masturbating her daughter. Her vision was suddenly impeded as fleshy orbs sunk down on her oral invitation. Her eyes were covered by a pair of balls; her nose was partially pushed into a pussy. "I don't know if we have been properly introduced," a voice spoke as fudge began pushing into the mouth of the farmer's daughter forcing her to swallow. "My name is Tumbleweed Roundtree."
"We are going to need more shit I think," Vera predicted as she stroked her feeding girl.
"Yep," Magnolia agreed. She walked over to her purse and grabbed her phone, whispering something into the ear of Catalina Rodriguez on the way by. She then began to scroll through her address book. The buzzer from the shop up front, accompanied by an incessant tapping on the display window, indicated that a potential solution was at hand.
"I'll get it," Pineapple volunteered pulling her nude body up from the floor. The senior was hard and leaking again. She looked to the young Phoebe who had been spirographing her fingers through the brown paste. "Want to go for a ride?"
The tiny brunette with the braided pigtail and baseball cap grinned and allowed her body to be lifted and sunk down onto the girth of the dreadlocked girl, her pussy the sheath as the pair began walking through the living quarters to the part of the building designated for business. She had been down here before, sometimes for an entire night. All of them had a bedroom of their own, but as she passed each of them riding Pineapple's cock she wondered how often they actually used their own beds. Her mom and `Aunt' Maggie (she insisted that no one call her Miss Roundtree) were lovers and rarely slept apart. The three girls usually bounced around from bed to bed. She suspected it would be much the same with her new `cousin' Tumbleweed.
She glanced at the large table in the kitchen as she passed by the door to the room. She absently bounced up and down on the other's 10 inches, held in place as they walked by a pair of hands on her ass. More often than not breakfast was a communal affair as bodies stumbled out of whichever bed they had been sleeping in and congregated there. People would eat, talk, joke, and fondle others idly to start the morning. Everyone would then retreat to their own places to ready themselves for the day. She attended Adderwood Middle School at the other end of town and usually got dropped off when her mom and the Ramsey sisters went to work and walked home afterwards. They passed Maggie's lab and greenhouse, then the storeroom. Sometimes she helped there after school. It was fun. They emerged into the shop front through the wall of hanging beads to see three women older than the one she was mounted on but not as old as her mother she didn't think. All of them were wearing glasses. Two had long hair, one burgandy and one chestnut. The third had a pixie cut that was also brown.
The senior hugged the girl to her with one hand and waved with the other when she saw the Roberta Anders and Ulrike Bergheim with the faces pasted to the glass. A third woman, Roberta's younger sister Rosamund if she recalled correctly, looked over their shoulders at the scene inside. She unlocked the door and stepped back allowing the trio passage.
"You open for business?" the librarian asked as she entered grinning. "You're a cutie," she added as she bopped a single finger on the Phoebe's nose. She turned back to Pineapple. "Incoming frosh?"
"Year after next," she answered
"Come on in, lock the door behind you," the student directed. "Start getting out of your things, you won't need them here. Toss them on the bed of the first room on the right."
"We just came in to get some hash and a couple of filters," the archivist half protested while she removed her jacket.
"Trust me, we have something better. Follow me."
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Jessica's cock was getting a bit skittish, she would need to do something with it soon, but they had business to finish up first. The six of them had taken a good look at all the Quad candidates and had looked at their requested matchings. They had finally come to a bit of a consensus on who would be adopting the first class of five futagens to be placed in Meadowvale.
The Mason Estate, unsurprisingly given Charlotte's place at the head of the board room table, made the cut. The team they had put forth included June, Maria, Evelyn, and herself. True there were others they could have included on the application like Felicity did; Astrid, Gracey, Charlotte herself. In the end they decided to stick with four. Charlotte liked staying out of the way of her minions or at least professed as much. No one really knew how long the latter would be disciplining Astrid so that eliminated her from consideration, at least initially. And Gracey was actually listed as part of another Quad application. Charlotte had pushed hard for the petite blonde named Imogen, eventually getting her wish. It was her way of staying out of the way.
The Hanratty-Gallagher application was also approved now that they had hired a live in nurse and tutor to act as the fourth to handle things when Doris, Rebecca, and Hannah were at the academy. The futagen would be homeschooled until she started going to Meadowvale in two years. In most other cases an application with only three of the four parents listed on it would have been dismissed out of hand but everyone at the table had signed off on the fourth. Deborah had actually gone to school at Ridgeway with her so she knew Jillian Jarvis well. They would be adopting Amber.
The other shoe in had been the Schwartzstein application. It was easy to see why, after all, the first name listed on it was a board member and the Head of Research. The Futagen Project was her brainchild. Her daughter Marlena, Brenda La Salle, and Quinn Harper would be the other communal parents. Penelope was their futagen of choice. The main concern there had been living space. Even though they both ran upscale boutiques neither the Schwartzsteins nor the La Salles owned a large residence that could house everyone comfortably. But Annika had guaranteed a solution that would satisfy all parties involved by the end of the first week of January and had even gone so far as to sign off on delaying the placement if the situation didn't resolve itself by then.
That left Melody as the only girl as of yet unplaced and a few good candidates to whittle down to one. This was going to be a long night.
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Shit was pushing up through the feed pouches of both Ingrid and Valerie now causing cracks in the pasty crust above as it did so. Their Happy Pants were both bulging and more logs were emerging. Vivien Bonner was forcefully depositing her anal treasure through the oral spreader of her sister. Meanwhile Hailey Ellis was doing the same with the party's guest of honour. "It's a cycle of life," Vivien thought smiling down at her sibling. As both girls flooded the mouths below with their filth, the two toilets were coated thicker and thicker. Strawberry was smoothing out the pasty brown, now over an inch deep, on the Halversson girl, her cousin Tumbleweed was tracing her own designs into the parka of waste Valerie was wearing. Both of them were humping as their sloppy cocks were stroked and the balls were massaged by sludge.
And then Maggie noticed that the room was suddenly a lot more crowded. Pineapple returned from the front of the shop with the Onasis girl still riding on her cock. They were pistoning up and down at speed, her daughter must be right there. She leaned against the wall once she entered the room, concentrating on her own needs. Behind her however, completely nude, hard, and leaking were two of the three Anders sisters and Roberta's girlfriend Ulrike, the computer science teacher at the academy.
She wandered over to the trio. "I need to get them involved," she calculated being a gracious host. She glanced over at the two students on their backs. "Just in time," she nodded as her two charges stood up from their dueling squats. A knock sounded from the back and the door opened.
"Catalina? Hello? I got your text."
"In here, Mom," Catalina called back as her ass crackled and more fudgy goodness was fed to Valerie. Next to her Delores Ramsey had dropped her sphincter onto Ingrid's open lips and started with yet another course of starfish caviar.
"We were just down the street at Gemini's. It was chili night. I'm stuffed," the voice continued as it got closer.
"You're all going to want to take the rest of those off," Vera suggested as Conchita Rodriguez, her youngest daughter Carmelita, Juliana Delgado and her youngest Dorotea, arrived from the back entrance. They had shed their coats and now proceeded to rid themselves of the remainder of their garments.
"Looks like I came to the right place," the farmer's market manager observed. She had as perfect view of her eldest daughter snaking ropes of shit through the ring holding open the mouth of the girl under her. She was nude now and her thick pipe stiffened. It was as wide as any in town and nearly as long as the largest. She loved watching her daughters feed, it really got her hot. She looked down as Carmelita's hand found her rod and began stroking. She couldn't get her hand around the beast. "Go help out your sister, she looks like she could use your hand," she directed quietly. "Vera here will take care of me won't you dear?" she continued as she pushed down on the other woman's shoulders. Moments later she felt her cock soaked in saliva and began slowly fucking the face of the farmer.
The new arrivals watched the two girls as they were fed and fed again. The shit piled up on both of them, re-cycled then pushed out of their asses and back onto their bodies. The pair had from their Happy Pants to their necks become completely encased in waste. They could hardly move. They squirmed and humped what they could while they were jacked, but the Cockblockers prevented either from actually cumming. They just floated at the edge of their bliss as each took turns keeping them there while they gorged on the fudge of others. The oral spreaders had been taken out now. Valerie had been completely broken in and besides there were those who hadn't yet seen Ingrid's magic tongue in all of its glory.
Ulrike had her turn, so did Rosamund. Dorotea and Juliana too. And in between it all various revelers partnered off into their own little trysts. Vera had been ploughed up the ass by Roberta's massive tool. The three Roundtree girls had each found a hole they liked on Rosamund Anders. Stacey Ellis was wildly thrusting her piece into the ass of Phoebe Onasis as the former was taken anally in turn by the latter's mother. Juliana Delgado was being filled by both of the Ramseys. And on and on it went until there were only two that had not given the shit piles their brown treasure.
"We thought it would be best to save the best for last," Maggie had explained earlier. "I hope you don't mind waiting a bit." So they had. But now it was finally their turn. It was close to 1 AM. "Vera says both of her girls have been secretly on the Carettathol regimen since the weekend and Ingrid has been on it for almost a month I think so you shouldn't have any problems there," she informed the pair. Roberta and Conchita had the biggest sets of orbs in the house tonight. "This will be Val's first time getting smothered so keep that in mind."
"I'll feed her right," the Spaniard promised. Her 44 inch ass wasn't quite as large as the librarian's. She could tell just by looking. But it was very close. Both of the girls would get their fill she was sure. "Shall we?" she asked looking to her red haired counterpart. The two stepped over and lowered themselves down onto the waiting faces of the two students below. Tumbleweed coated her hand in shit and began to stroke the Anders woman, while her sister Strawberry followed her lead with the other. Both were well incredibly hung and leaking. Meanwhile Maggie and Pineapple each gripped the cocks of the party toilets using the same lubricant. The large women settled onto their perches waggling slightly as they wedged the heads below tightly into their cracks. Conchita felt Valerie on her asshole. Four fleshy lengths were pumped as her gaseous greeting forced itself upon her. She sighed and leaned back allowing the young Roundtree girl more room to work on her tool. Her sphincter flexed and trembled and then pushed the lips open as the first log began to emerge.
Roberta hunkered down on the Halversson girl, pushing her further and further into her cavern of stink. She had heard the chatter throughout the night, she knew this was the Bonner girl's first time long before she sat down. But she didn't mind, not at all. In fact she preferred the face that she was mounted on now. The librarian thought back to the pleasant memories she had of feeding her mother, once in the principal's office and then a couple days later in the library. To be sure, Baby Jane had dined on her waste a couple more times since then but those first two occasions were special. And now she was about to add her daughter to her list of fudgy conquests. "Maybe I will collect them all, like toys from a cereal box," she mused smiling as more and more of her filth descended into Ingrid's maw.
The librarian glanced at the girl handling her monster cock. Tumbleweed, they called her. You had to hand it to the Roundtrees, they didn't skimp on naming their children. This one was a recently arrived cousin if she heard correctly. She and Rosamund had been attached at the hip since they had arrived. Even after all three of them spread and drilled her kid sister, those two in particular had seldom been out of the other's grasp. She was sure the girl stroking her cock now had filled all of her sibling's holes during the evening. Rosamund was like that, she never did anything halfway with anyone. Currently sated, she was draped over the collective laps of Glinda and Delores Ramsey while the latter jacked her nine inches. She was going to make a good addition to the library staff come January.
It was dark. This wasn't like the other times. She had eaten a good amount of waste already tonight, but she could at least see who was feeding her. Not this time. She couldn't see, or hear, or breathe. Valerie was scared. Her mouth had been forced open by a deluge of filth and she couldn't move. Her cock was slick with shit and being stroked but it wasn't like that calmed her at all. It just added a physical gratification element to her fear. More and more sewage pushed down her throat; she could do nothing but swallow. She hoped she didn't run out of breath. She wasn't sure Miss Martinez would notice. A hand gripped her wrist gently, she didn't know why. Somehow it was calming. She wasn't alone.
Her oral rhythm became more consistent and, surprisingly, she didn't feel starved for air. Gradually her dread seeped away. More mushy brown snakes slithered down her throat. She was able to comfortably keep up now; the earlier panicky gulping was gone. As the younger twin's fear faded, her feelings of arousal became more noticeable. More logs furrowed her throat. The hand on her pipe began to quicken. The blanket of fudge was pinning her down limiting her movement but she was able to rock upwards slightly with each stroke. There was only shit and lust now; nothing else existed. She felt a second hand start to crown her. And then the rate of her feeding exploded. The brown anacondas came faster, the hand on her cock sped up. But she relaxed. She adjusted. She allowed it all to flow directly down her throat, flexing her esophagus methodically to help it along. It wasn't acceptance. She had done that long ago. Rather, it was a realization of her ability to serve; how far her skills had developed in so short a time; how much better she could become.
More of Roberta's anal muck flooded into the senior's throat as Tumbleweed's insistent filth caked hand brought her closer and closer. It wouldn't be long now. She dipped her hand into the brown paste in front of her and casually snacked as she emptied. "The girl is good," she proclaimed inwardly. "I've been forcing my shit into her as hard and as fast as I can and she hasn't stumbled at all. What a smooth ride." She fed a mittful of waste to the dreadlocked girl stroking her as she began to hump against her fingers more strongly. It was going to get messy back there now as the seal between lips and rosebud was broken and re-made again and again. She didn't care. It was all about her orgasm now. She leaned back and placed her sludge filled hand on the back of Tumbleweed's head, forcing it lower and lower. Her jaw sagged and stretched as she kept the pressure on. She fucked the head of her 12 inch beast into her mouth compelling her to take her girth deeper and deeper with each stroke until her balls were rhythmically slapping against her chin. She pushed a last huge log out of her ass as she furiously slammed her meaty mallet to its bottom and back. She smiled as she felt her shit coating Ingrid's face. Thick salvos of the librarian's cum gushed down the gullet the new girl's throat.
Valerie could feel her own lengths force their way out of her and push along the gusset of the Happy Pants and onto her stomach, bubbling up from below again and again. Someone began massaging her breasts adding even more to her tingling. She was so close; so close. The collar on her member slackened, the multiple hands kept beckoning her bliss. She had been waiting for this all night. She would give herself up. She would surrender. More shit flooded into her as her cum was pulled from her by relentless fingers covered in sludge. Her lips greeted the overwhelming flow of filth. Her tongue encouraged its passage. Her stomach welcomed its arrival. Thick gobs of her seed erupted from her balls. She was released.
And then there was light. Ingrid and Valerie could breathe once again. Their seed was lovingly massaged into their cozy shit jackets by the Roundtree women. The two relaxed as they were lazily fed fudge from fingers as they recovered. Around the room it was obvious that theirs had not been the only orgasmic gushings that had taken place. Rosamund Anders was coming down from being penetrated anally by Glinda Ramsey's pipe while her sister Delores fed the brunette her recently splattered cum. Carmelita Rodriguez was slowing down her thrusting having painted the walls of her girlfriend Dorotea's ass with cum. The first was whispering to the second as she was fed her own seed. The Delgado girl seemed entranced by the scene that had unfolded on the plastic. The petite Ulrike Bergheim snuggled in an arm chair with Phoebe Onasis, lazily using the girl's ass to brown three fingers and then feeding her. Eventually everyone gradually unwound from the orgy that was. But there was yet one more thing to be done.
"Girls if you could give me a hand here before you decide where you are sleeping tonight," Maggie requested with a grin, "I need to put these two to bed." After some quick directions the women nodded and took their places. With four on one side and four on the other, the plastic was lifted off of the floor and rolled up trapping the two students together. Moving straps were added ensnaring the pair in a cocoon of shit from their waists to their necks. Maggie kissed both girls. "Sleep well." One by one the others took their leave whether it was to a nearby bedroom or a home across town until the room was empty but for the rolled up students.
The mashing together of the waste had created a quicksand of filth within the plastic. Sludge pushed up between them chin high. It was lucky there was a second sheet of plastic below the first. Ingrid scooped some brown paste into her mouth with her tongue and then fed it to her opposite. Their arms were trapped within the plastic so their mouths were all they had. She repeated the gesture and then the junior began feeding her back. It was a leisurely tonguing; almost a courtship of sorts. The senior could feel her cock hardening again. She pushed forward slightly, humping against the younger girl. As they kissed shit between each other she felt Valerie push back through the bog of sewage. "Maybe we have more than our mouths," the blonde pondered as she continued.
Their gentle thrusting eventually led one member to find the other. They ate, and kissed and humped, slowly building their momentum. Logs pushed out of her rosebud as she snacked with more gusto. She was no longer using her tongue, but taking bites from the rising tide of sewage pie. She felt shit not her own intermingle pushing up against their organs as they pressed against each other. Ingrid gradually was able to force her arms through the sludge enough to grip the cheeks of Valerie's ass. After a few minutes of struggling, her own orbs were held by the Bonner girl. Their mutual motion was getting more urgent now and so was their kiss-feeding. Mouthfuls of shit were eaten; snakes of the same were pushed out and up, engulfing the churning girths and then moving further afield. It was an unending cycle. She was tingling and throbbing now. She looked at Valerie's desperate face as she pushed more fudge into her mouth. She could see she was too. She sped up her thrusting and the other matched her. Faster, faster, faster. Both chewed and swallowed, chewed and swallowed. Both pushed out brown serpents of lust one after the other. And then both girls began to spurt thick ropes of cum again and again, thrusting through a newfound release.
End of Chapter 45