She's standing right in front of you

"I need a piss, Lola" you repeat. "And I don't wanna make the art room dirty"

You make a gesture towards your surroundings, completely covered in cum and phlegm, the floor around you a singular, sticky mess.

"You want me to..." Lola, her tits still engorged from your magical influence and her nipples therefore visible under her pushed-aside top, shows the apprehension only a conscious girl could. Exactly what was missing from Shantana. You lick your lips.

"Yea" you answer with a cocky smile. "Come on, don't you want to taste my cock?"

Said implement is standing tall between your legs, exactly the girth of Shantana's mouth, eight, maybe by now nine, inches long, and completely covered, not just in phlegm and cum, but also in stomach acid from Shantana's gag reflex and in the rests of the cock cheese which you have accrued over the past weeks of not showering and which has resisted being washed off by rigorous throat fucking. Lola pulls a face that shows her inner conflict: On the one hand, she loves you, because you want her to, and she is therefore hellishly attracted to your dick. On the other hand, you are deliberately allowing her the freedom to make aesthetic judgments about you as would come natural to her without your intervention. You want someone conscious and someone with an autonomous mind to toy with. And with that mind, Lola judges your dick to be revolting.

"I do" she finally answers. "but..."

"You can do it now," you close the trap, putting one side of her inner turmoil on the spot "or I'll go and find me someone who will. This is your last chance."

The Latina gulps, sweat covering her heavy, dark tits. She absent-mindedly brushes over her exposed nipple while conflictedly gazing at your dick. She whinces.

"No." she says then. You raise an eyebrow. Did you do something wrong? You're not the brightest tool in the shed, you know that, but you felt so good about this ruse. "No, don't go" she finishes her sentence. You let out a relieved sigh. "I do want to taste your cock" she assures you, "I just need a moment, to prepare."

"Nah", you go, pushing her head down and forcing her on her knees with a shriek.

"Now or never. I gotta go." you push the pear-sized head of your dick lightly against her luscious, dick-sucking lips. Not enough to **** it in, but enough to **** her to either recoil or open up. She chooses the latter and you slide in, brushing by her teeth, as she can't open up wide enough to keep them from touching your member. Already her eyes, looking up at you in a mixture of apprehension and relief, start watering, partially from having her mouth **** open to the straining point, partially from the taste entering her mouth.

You slowly push inside, first not using your hands at all, just letting her exert the pressure. She gags before you reach her uvula, instinctively pulling her head back, but you catch it. "Shhhh" you sooth her, holding her head in place and slowly continuing to slide in. Your balls are full to bursting, as always, and your piss is reaching up into your urethra. Your dick is as swollen as it ever has been. But you need one more thing.

"You want me to go all out?" you ask the already overstretched face with the teary eyes and the eyebrows raised in concern. A pause. Then she nods and goes "mm-hm", your cock sealing any other form of communication.

"You sure? You don't want me to stop?"

"mm-mm"

"You want me to just let go?"

She gulps, but it doesn't work as her mouth is **** ajar. Instead, saliva starts running out the side of her mouth. Then she goes: "mm-hm" and you do as she asked.

With a satisfied groan you push past her sphincter, patiently waiting for her gagging convulsions to subside, and grind into her until her nose touches your belly, and your coke-can-wide cock fills out her throat completely. You hear her breath heavily through her nose, expelling phlegm with every breath through her nostrils. This would not be possible, you'd know if you were smarter, if a normal person had their throat so thoroughly clogged, their wind pipe would be sealed shut. But Lola's ability to stay conscious is dependent on her breathing, and so she can, albeit with difficulties. You start moving back and forth in her throat, just a few inches at a time, never coming close to leaving the threshhold of her esophagus, just stimulating your dick. Then, when you can't hold it in anymore, you relax.

You look down, both in arousal and curiousity, at the busty latina as you fill her stomach with a torrent of urin. She's been staring up at you with watering, pleading eyes, trying to brave your onslaught, but now they are going wide and she tries to say something, but not even the muffled moans from earlier are possible. The shock lasts only for a second, then the convulsions start as you are quickly overfilling her stomach. She gags on your cock, forcing it centimeters out, but you press against it, starting to really move now, really fucking her mouth, your urethra still expelling piss into her. The pressure inside her, you understand, is mounting, but you gotta get at least some cum in. Having seen the helpless eyes as you fucked your piss into this girl, you know are **** to cum.

But before you can ejaculate, you have to finish the other business. Desperately you hold the back of her head with both hands, thrusting into her, as if you'd get it all out faster if you just fucked her throat more. One last thrust, and urin gives way to semen. Only now, a high pressure squirt of piss spurts out of one of Lola's nostrils, but you don't care, you're now on to the second course.

The bell signifying the end of the school day rings as you are still frantically fucking cum into the girl.