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“Double fist the bitch!” yells Issy in a manic playful tone. She reaches down deep into the ass and pushes down, reaching through the intestinal lining for what she can only imagine is her teacher's womb, and starts massaging it. Margaret's tongue hangs out as she moans like an absolute retard, Isobel reaching forward and slapping her again, and her uniform tit. Her eyes roll back, twitching, as Cindy slips her clasped hands ever so slowly into her cunt agape. Isobel retrieves her ass-deep hand, re-clenches it into a fist, and starts rapidly hate-bashing the the fuck out of the fat ass-ring, punching in and out. Margaret's throat is too choked up to make a sound, her face in a silent scream, Issy reburies her fist as deep as she can, and Margaret finally lets out a retarded braindead moan of bestial pleasure. Both girls feel a vice-like tightening around their arms, as a torrent of nasty smelling pussy-juice flows down onto the toilet floor, making a sound so deep it almost sounded like someone turned on the shower. Isobel rips her hand out in an abrupt motion, and the dark chocolate sphincter winks and pulses, every few seconds. Tightly distorting itself over the non-existent penetrator. She reaches forward, picks up the taser, sets into high, then sinks the needles into the seizing pucker. As the high voltage passes through the lewd flesh doughnut it puckers and winks wildly, Margaret screams, white eyed, and Cindy's arms just sink deeper. The familiar shower sound is heard again, but with even more fluid, and then skunk-hole sprays a putrid fluid out of its unknown glands all over Isobel's face. The psychotic rich-bitch's face curls in disgust but also wears a giddy smile like she'd been surprised on Christmas. She wipes some of the fluid off her face and holds it to her nose, inhaling in ecstasy. She then rips the needles out, places the taser down calmly, and laughs with her now familiar maniacal bitch cackle. She pulls Margaret's face around to her own, clutching it violently and squishing her cheeks together. “Did that feel good bitch?” she says in her alpha queen B tone, Big Tits then rapes her teacher's comatose mouth with her own snaky tongue and lips. Each of their lipstick's mix and rub onto the other's face. “Go on Cindy, lap up that whore-squirt. Tell me it doesn't taste similar to that puddle from earlier.” As the liquid hits Cindy's tongue, she blushes, as she cannot deny that it tastes strikingly similar. The smell is through her hair and all over her face. The 3 chill for a minute, then a loud serious Air Hostesses knock sounds on the door of the bathroom. “Is everything alright in there.” The sound of a middle aged black woman. I was always so scared to tell him. It will be like Air Hostesses old times with Master and uniform Mistress Shultz.” They walked together to the dining room where Janis and the girls waited lunch on the table. Therefore, Fucktwat would have to occasionally wear clothing in public. Beth's body shook as her pussy pulsed for her first orgasm. “So what? Asking over and over; Her tongue danced around my nub. Charlie seemed to be terrifically enthused about this and held him close for many minutes after this, to make it worth Big Tits the effort. She looked like a young kid with a new toy. The spell suddenly broken.