What I do not question is the severe pain, and the wrath of the creature inside me, whipping about and trying to crawl free of me in its death throws.... I feel the link to its conscious mind sever, the link broken as it withdraws its talons from my viscera, ending the synergy. More hysterical loquaciousness from the woman with this magical serum, I try to focus on her, but my eyes are not their own. My muscles jump and flex beyond my control, adrenaline pumping through me, my inner organs trying. Catherine’s. She rarely wore the tights required, more often opting to bare her legs, which was often a subject of harassment and irritation to the teachers. Ah, but what fun would Catholic school be if she couldn’t annoy and torture the teachers? As she bent over, picking up the skirt and blouse she’d stripped so carelessly a few minutes ago, her soft, rounded ass was exposed. Creamy cheeks were parted for a lacy purple thong, the small bit of material showing vibrantly against her soft skin.. Someone was in there. In fact there was definitely more than one. It was him, for sure, because I could hear the deep timbre of an “ughhh” as the voice of a girl simultaneously went “ohhh.” My curiosity was perking up, but something told me to wait. So I pressed my ear against the door. First off, there was a rhythmic scratching noise that dominated the soundscape. Beyond that, was the now familiar sequence of “ughhh” and “ohhh”, which I’m pretty sure was belonging to Mandy. They were fucking. Once we recovered our breaths we swam back, raced to the cottage and dried each other with large bath towels before recharging our batteries with booze. Then we took one of the spare bed rooms for a leisurely encore and this time Carol took the initiative and rode me till I exploded in her cunt! We were both fairly exhausted by then so fell asleep in each other’s, arms. In the morning we went for a shower, but first she asked me to piss on her. I,d heard of “golden showers” but Didn,t do.