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From: Jorgen <joergen63@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} CATA AND MAGDA  {lez, rom, fish, eel, insert, ws}
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Date: Thu,  3 Feb 2005 06:10:02 -0500
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CATALINA AND MAGDALENA by Jorgen
Well... This is a pretty fictional story I guess.
Goldfish are gentle and kind creatures and should NOT
be treated like this, and eels are... well,
slippery... 
Anyways, no real animals were harmed, maimed or killed
during the writing of this story. And persons who are
too young or too sensitive should NOT read it. To the
rest of you perverts: Enjoy!

Magdalena Rodriguez, a 38 year old, dark-skinned
mulatto beauty with a tastefully matured body and a
dominant personality to go with it, woke up at the
sound of the toilet flushing. Seconds later her
sweetheart Catalina returned to the double bed. Cata,
a slim 34 year old with fair skin, extremely clear-cut
facial features and remarkably thick and pouting lips,
laid down her face on Magda's full bosom and gently
kissed one of her big nipples. Magda lovingly stroke
her friend's long raven-black hair and whispered sweet
words in her ear. Magdalena, always the conductor,
then pinned Cata to the bed and began kissing her
greedily on the lips, while rubbing her huge breasts
against Cata's small and firm ones. They soon spread
their lips and started tongue-chasing each other. 
  Magdalena sank down on her slender lover and let her
feel all of her 150 pounds. Cata writhed and moaned
into her mouth, but Magda knew she loved every second
of it. She loved being dominated, and Magda loved
giving it to her. They were a perfect match, and they
both knew it. Today they were celebrating their fourth
anniversary. It had been four years of mutual respect,
lots of fun and loads of fantastic sex. And neither of
them had even thought about seeking comfort in another
woman's arms during that period. 
  They continued tongue-kissing for about ten minutes,
while rubbing their breasts together and gently
teasing the sensitive areas around each other's
pussies with the finger-tips. When Magda's animal lust
got the better of her, she manouvered herself into a
comfortable face-sitting position over Cata's wet and
full facial lips, bent down and began kissing and
licking her lover's clean shaven cunt. 
  Catalina returned her experienced tongue-teasing by
sucking Magda's really thick and delicious labia into
her own mouth. They usually spent a lot more time on
foreplay, but as they were both almost always short of
time in the mornings, they got down to "business" real
fast. Cata loved sucking on Magda's beautiful cunt,
and was glad she had managed to persuade her to let
Cata shave off her huge pubic bush. She hadn't really
enjoyed getting all that hair into her mouth and nose.
And God how it tickled! 
  Magda fucked Cata's face with rhythmic hip
movements, sensing her nose in the crack of the ass,
sometimes pressing against her anus. She was greatly
impressed that Cata was able to chew on her pussy
non-stop while her nose was covered by Magda's mature
ass. How the hell did she breathe? Through her ears? 
  Catalina kept sucking on her lover's fat cunt lips
and swallowed her freely flowing spicy juices in
greedy gulps. Every now and then she managed to catch
a breath of air and then continued satisfying her
friend. She had been told on more than one occasion
that she had to be the best pussy-eater on the face of
the earth. And she took great pride in her erotic
handicraft. It was more important to her to satisfy
Magdalena than to have orgasms herself. Not that Magda
refused her anything, in or out of bed, she was a very
skilful love-maker too, with the emphasis on physical
power and dominance, just like Cata wanted it. 
  They kept licking and sucking for another five or
six minutes, until they both started trembling at
almost exactly the same moment. This was not uncommon.
They were so well acquainted with each others bodies,
they knew how to time their climaxes. They orgasmed
into each other's mouths, quietly, passionately. 

Magdalena prepared breakfast in the nude, as always.
Catalina admired her buxom and very feminine body.
Magda spread peanut-butter on the sliced rye bread.
Catalina couldn't resist the temptation of kissing her
gorgeous dark brown ass. Magda sighed:
-You're still not satisfied?
-Not yet.
-You're hopeless. Magda smiled and resumed her doings.

-Hopelessly and madly in love... with you! Cata placed
another gentle kiss on Magda's lush butt-cheek. 
-Kiss my ass, Magda hissed jokingly.
-What does it look like I'm doing? 

When Magda got home from work on that Friday
afternoon, Cata was already trying out dresses for the
party they both were going to attend later in the
evening. She threw her bright yellow, Cinderella-like
dress on the bed and came to greet Magda with a kiss.
She was completely naked. Magda scratched the fine
stubble between Cata's legs and said:
-You need to shave, woman! 
-Fine. We can shave each other. Then we can make love.
-We don't have much time. I said we'd be there at six
o'clock. 
-Don't be such a bore! 
-I'm so sorry, little princess, but somebody has to
keep things together.
-Somebody's got to wear the trousers, you mean.
-Stop it, or I'll... Magda shrugged her head.
-Somebody's got to be the MAN, you mean. Cata smiled
teasingly and continued:
-Too much discipline, and not enough play makes Cata a
sulky little girl.
-You can say that again, you little bimbo. 
The women hugged and kissed. Cata slid her hands under
Magda's shirt. 
-I have to shower, you horny bitch, Magda sighed.
-What about that shave, Cata enquired.
-Well... come on then! 

The two freshly showered and shaved women dressed for
the party and left the apartment at five thirty. They
found a taxi and got to the festivities in time. 
  Shortly after midnight, the two drunken lover's
returned to their apartment. They had a quick shower
together and headed for the bedroom. After a few
minutes of fumbling caresses and drooling kisses,
Catalina smiled wickedly and asked:
-How about a threesome? 
-Depends on what... or who... you have in mind,
Magdalena replied.
Catalina sniggered and whispered:
-How about a... goldfish? 
Magdalena kissed her on the mouth and managed to look
puzzled:
-One? You selfish little slut! What about me then?
Catalina pretended to consider the matter.
-A foursome is fine by me, too. And a fivesome would
be even better. 
-Make it a sixsome and I'm in. 
-A sixsome it is, Catalina declared and jumped out of
the bed. Magdalena followed her to the small aquarium,
shamelessly admiring her friend's round and firm ass.
Cata went to the kitchen and returned with a glass
full of water. Then she reached for the bag net. She
gazed at the aquarium that contained about twenty
goldfish, all of them about the same size or slightly
smaller than the women's little fingers.
-I wonder... who will be lucky tonight? 
She began chasing them around with an unsteady hand,
and finally managed to catch four of them. They went
into the glass and the women went back into the
bedroom. Catalina lay down on the bed voluptuously and
spread her slim legs. Her swollen,
secretion-shimmering cunt opened expectantly.
-Paint my pussy, Picasso, she mumbled.
Magdalena caught one of the goldfish with her hand and
positioned herself between Cata's thighs. She held the
twitching little fish carefully clamped between her
fingers and began "painting" Cata's tender groin, just
an inch or so below her hungry sex. 
-Yes! Come to mummy! Give it to me! Paint my little
pussy! 
Magdalena teased her cruelly, and spent the next two
minutes tickling the outskirts of her newly shaven
cunt with the wildly flopping fish-tail. Catalina
pointed at her own lubricating labia and demanded:
-Give it to me, now!
Magdalena yielded and held the fish against her thick
cunt lips. Cata exploded instantly. She groaned
bestially and pressed her pussy against the vivid
little pleasure-giver. She moved around spastically,
as if she was being electrocuted. She had an orgasm
that lasted close to a minute. 
  The quickly fading little fish spent its last
precious moments stirring up a sensual thunderstorm
inside the cruel and happy latina's abdomen. She
relaxed as the used up goldfish stopped tickling her
clitoris. She lay there, taking deep breaths and
sighing contentedly, while Magdalena gently kissed the
insides of her thighs. 
  Cata finally got up, reached for the glass and
caught two of the remaining inhabitants with her
fingers. She told her lover to lay back and then
straddled her full bosom and sat down. She loved
feeling Magda's giant nipples against her tender
ass-cheeks. Then Cata lowered her pretty face between
Magda's spread legs and kissed the moist and tasty
pussy affectionately. She rubbed her soft cheek
against the shaven flesh and moved the two fish
closer. Without further delay, she promptly inserted
the largest one deep into Magda's narrow pussy. The
reaction came immediately. Magda moaned and began
moving her hips slowly. She had an orgasm within ten
seconds as the fish did its duty while struggling for
its life. 
  Cata put the smaller fish between her own teeth and
started tickling her dark-brown sweetheart with its
flopping tail-fin on the almost black pussy-lips. She
moved it up and down, slowly, slowly, several times,
carefully avoiding the erect clit. 
  Magda came in many short and violent orgasms during
the teasing foreplay, before her friend had even begun
working on her pleasure-pearl. She ruthlessly embraced
the fish trapped in her cunt, by tightening and then
relaxing her inner muscles, over and over again... 
  Cata concentrated her efforts with the jerky
fishtail in the area just above the stiff clitoris,
while she softly brushed against the aroused labia
with her pink finger-nails. She smelled Magda's
convulsive sex and enjoyed the sight of her
shimmering, over-flowing dark purple love-mouth. She
went to work on the clit while the one crammed inside
still had some power left. 
  Magdalena cried greedily as the fish-tail began
serving her selfish desire. She grunted as she once
again orgasmed in her friend's face. This time, the
sensation lasted for what seemed to be an eternity, as
Cata cruelly sank her teeth into the goldfish, to
squeeze the last ounce of juice out of it. 
  The twofold pleasure kept the pinned down woman in
that orgasmic state for over two minutes, until the
one buried inside her squeezing cunt had been so
severely squashed that it barely moved anymore, and
the one in her girlfriend's mouth, despite more
gruesome teeth-torture, wouldn't perform anymore. She
then rounded off the hedonistic act by kissing
Catalina in the ass. 
-Thank you, lover, she whispered gratefully.
-Don't mention it. The pleasure was all mine, or at
least half of it. And don't forget... there's still
one left. 
-How could I possibly forget? Would you prefer it up
the ass, or the old fashioned way?
-Don't you know? To me, up the ass IS the old
fashioned way?
-Why, of course! How silly of me. Please, Madam, will
you be so kind and assume the position. 
Catalina lay her slim, almost girlish body, down, with
the delicate and round ass-cheeks half spread in
expectation. Magdalena lubricated her crack and anus
with her own saliva, straight from the tongue. Cata
buried her face in the huge pillow and tried to relax
her body. She felt the first sweet sign of foreplay
when the drops of lukewarm water landed on her thighs
and ass. 
  Magda held the finger-sized fish just above its
final destination, the dark brown, perfectly round
rim. She painted the pretty, saliva-drenched crack
with the lively tail-fin and then playfully pressed
its head against the narrow opening and, as Cata
helpfully relaxed her powerful muscle to let the
struggling fish inside, withdrew it. 
-Hey! Stop fooling around! This is MY treat! Shove it
in!
Magda laughed and obeyed her command. The last thing
the helpless little living toy saw before being shoved
inside was the relaxed dark hole that had swallowed so
many of its species, for a moment of pleasure only. 
  Magda resolutely steered it into the erogenous hole,
until only the wildly jerking fin remained outside.
She giggled and told her lover:
-You look just like a mermaid, only... the tail-fin is
much too small. 
-Next time... aaaaah... get me a... bigger... fish. 
-The next time, I will bring you a live salmon trout.
How about that?
-How about... ooooohhhh... shutting you mouth, and let
me enjoy... this.
Magda kissed Cata's quivering ass-cheeks and used her
index finger to push the goldfish deeper in. When the
lovely hole closed around the spastic little creature,
she began running her tongue up and down the
ass-crack, at first avoiding the most sensitive spot,
but as the excitement and tension increased, she
steadily massaged the bitter-tasting entrance with the
tip of her tongue. 
  Cata moved her hips rhythmically against the
mattress, in fucking-motions, as her tight ass-walls
closed in on her tiny prey and began massaging the
living daylights out of it. Its delightfully
struggling body sent waves of purest ecstasy through
her shivering body. She swore, spat and laughed out
her joy. The fish didn't last very long, but long
enough to give her a fantastic finish, as Magdalena
now and then let her tongue add to Cata's pleasure. 

Catalina woke up alone the next morning. There was a
note on the kitchen table, where her girlfriend told
her that she had gone shopping for a surprise. She
felt a strong urge to piss. On the way to the toilet,
she passed the aquarium, pausing for a moment,
wondering how a goldfish would react to a new
environment. She managed to catch one of them with her
hand and went to the bathroom.
  She sat down and let the fish into the cold water.
It began swimming around a lot faster than usual. No
wonder. Catalina smiled cruelly and started pissing on
it. The golden ray hit it head-on and sent it tumbling
around. When the dark yellow liquid began filling the
bowl, the fish acted like she had poured boiling water
over it, swimming around with lightning fast speed,
bumping into the white porcelain repeatedly. Cata
smiled.
-So, you don't like being pissed upon... See if I
care! 
She scornfully aimed her golden ray at the defenceless
fish and let it have the last salty squirts. She bowed
her head and watched the magnificent struggle beneath
her, as the desperate fish ran amok, like a bumper car
out of control. It excited her so much that she had to
let out some steam by rubbing herself to orgasm. Just
a quick one, but very sweet indeed. At that time, her
bowels had awoken as well. Cata performed her morning
procedure, flushed the half-dead fish down along with
her waste and washed her hands. 

When Magdalena returned, she put her bags down beside
the kitchen table. Cata watched the black plastic
bucket curiously. It had seemed real heavy. Something
was moving around inside, splashing. New toys. She
tried to lift the lid to have a closer look, but Magda
stopped her:
-You shouldn't be so nosy! It's supposed to be a
surprise. Don't you know curiosity killed the cat?
-Nope. Bestiality killed the cat.
-Can't you go and play with yourself or something?
-Already did.
-Then take care of the groceries. And put the milk and
butter into the fridge.
-I think you're the one who needs to be cooled down,
said Cata and kissed her lover in the neck. 
-What have you been doing all morning? Except from
having your beauty-sleep?
-Hmm... I invented a new game.
-A new game? And what was it about? 
-If you're a nice girl, I might show you one of these
days.
-Haven't I always been nice to you, my little
pussy-muncher?
-Not always. But if you give me a kiss...
They embraced. Cata slid her eager hands under Magda's
short skirt and caressed her ass while they kissed.
They tasted each others saliva for a few minutes,
until Magda was too horny to think straight. Cata's
sensitive hands around her butt-cheeks made her forget
all about the groceries and the milk. Then,
suddenly... she was gone. 
  Magda recovered from her euphoric state of mind, and
watched as Cata knelt beside the bucket and peeked
into it. 
-Wow! Eels! You're insane! Wow!, She uttered in
open-eyed wonder. But won't they bite? I hear they got
really sharp teeth. 
-No, Magda sighed, still in heat. Didn't your mother
tell you that a girl must learn how to sew and cook,
in order to hold on to her husband?
-Yes.
-Well... she was half right about the sewing, anyway.
-What the hell are you talking about? Sewing?
Magdalena went out of the kitchen. A minute later, she
returned with a sewing-kit. She picked up a large
sewing needle and the strongest thread she could find.
Then she squatted beside the bucket. Cata just stared
at her. When Magda, after a long fight, managed to
fish up one of the eels and handed it over to her, she
understood the purpose of the sewing-kit. She had to
use all her strength to hold the slippery, twelve inch
long little beast. Then they bent over the sink, and
Magda began the torturous act of sewing its mouth
shut. The pain made it wiggle madly, but Cata held its
head steady as a rock. There was some blood, but the
women weren't concerned about its agony. They had
other things in mind. 
  When the eel was carefully gagged, they inspected
their work closely, to make sure no "accidents" might
occur. Magda nodded her head and undressed. On the way
to the bedroom, Cata suddenly spanked her mature ass
with the eel. Magda shuddered. She felt her juices
running down her legs, as always when she was real
horny. 
  Magda laid down and spread her legs. Cata wasted no
time on foreplay. They had both had enough of that
already. She steered the wild creature towards her
friend's sopping wet pussy. It was as if Magda's
fleshy lips opened up to kiss the trapped eel. She
welcomed him into her tight cave and hugged him
roughly. Cata loosened her stranglehold, so that it
could move around some.
  Magda began fucking the twitching thing, but it soon
managed to pull its head out of her hungry cunt. Cata
cursed it and tightened her grip. She pushed it
mercilessly back inside, until more than half of its
body was buried inside her lover's pussy, then she
gave it some room to bounce around. This time Magda
controlled it with her inner strength, with some help
from Cata's strong hands. She resumed fucking it. The
sensation of its spastic body, thrashing around,
pushing all of her hidden buttons deep inside, sent
her to orgasm paradise almost instantly. And she
remained there for several long minutes. 
  Magda had learnt about the endurance of eels from a
lesbian friend, who liked to experiment with her
sexuality. She had said that a fresh, healthy eel
could satisfy a woman for a long, long time. Sometimes
they could be used many times, as long as they were
attended to. All you needed was a water tank and some
food, and then you had yourself a tremendous lover
that never complained, never watched TV, and never
ever went out  with his buddies to drink beer. The
perfect lover. And as soon as you grow tired of his
service, you kill him and eat him. Fried eel is a real
delicacy. 
  But she was too preoccupied with fucking it to think
about cooking it. Her strong, elastic vaginal walls
and Catalina's relentless hands tormented it
sadistically. They both enjoyed this, Magda a lot more
than Cata, naturally, but Cata felt her own juices
flowing as she held it tight. It was so incredibly
powerful, so desperate... and yet so helpless in her
hands. The sight of her girlfriend's clutching dark
brown pussy lips around its shining black, slippery
body was a magnificent sight. For a few seconds, Cata
herself wished she was the eel, buried deep inside her
loved one's delicate cunt, fighting with all her might
to bring Magda over the edge. 
  Magdalena moved her hips faster and faster against
Cata's fist, giddy with animal lust, delighted that
the eel still had so much power left. It was like a
never-ending orgasm, even between the highest peaks.
She squeezed it harder and urged Cata to do the same:
-Squeeze it hard, corazon! Kill it with your hands! I
want to feel it die inside me!
Catalina dug her thumbs into its floundering body,
trying to strangle it, but only managed to increase
its violent struggling. Magda cried in ecstasy and
humped her hips, her pussy, wildly into Cata's white
knuckles. The eel's death struggle gave Magda such
intense pleasure that she almost fainted during her
final orgasm. The snakelike creature wiggled her into
total happiness with its last efforts. 
-WOW! It was like fucking a live wire! It was SOOO
intense! 
Cata pulled the slightly twitching eel out of her
pussy and observed it.
-Man, what a fighter! Too bad you can't perform again.

She strode off to the kitchen with gently swaying
hips. Her cunt was wet and swollen, ready for some
action. She finished the eel off by sawing its head
off with a blunt bread-knife and tossed it into the
sink. Then she fished out two small ones from the
bucket and returned to the bedroom. 
Magdalena smiled wickedly:
-Aha! A double penetration! But aren't you forgetting
something?
Catalina looked as puzzled as horny for a while.
-What?
-What your mother used to say that all good girls
needed to master... 
-Dammit! I forgot to sow its mouth shut!
Magdalena unwillingly got out of bed and followed her
lover to the kitchen, where they repeated the gruesome
procedure. The larger one, about eleven inches long,
was easy to gag. The smaller one, eight or nine
inches, was a different matter. It seemed to realise
what was in store for it, as it coiled itself around
Catalina's wrist when she executed her cruel and
painful task. 
-I don't think he likes it one bit, she laughed.
-I don't think YOU would like to have your lips sewn
together, sugar.
-Look... you're not going anywhere, Cata teased the
eel, so you might as well accept your destiny. You're
going up my ass, whether you like it or not!
Magdalena held the little brave fighter tight as Cata
shut him up. She counted twelve stitches and figured
the bear cotton thread would serve its purpose. 
-Voila! Let's not waste any more time. I feel like
getting laid. Cata caressed her stiff nipples with
eel-slippery hands and headed for the pleasure dome.
She threw herself down on all fours, shameless as a
bitch in heat. Magda spat on the lively small eel and
pressed him against Cata's tight backdoor opening. 
-Now, kiss her ass, she muttered.
-Yeah! Kiss... my... ass.
Catalina relaxed her anus and bit into the pillow.
When the unruly head pushed through, she sighed
loudly. When she felt him two or three inches inside,
she had her first orgasm. She then involuntarily
tightened her strangle-hold, which caused the eel to
jerk desperately. Magda pushed him deeper inside with
some effort, as soon as Cata relaxed her muscle. When
five inches of his body was buried in her ass, Cata
had another quick but lovely orgasm. She panted for
breath and felt how the thicker of the two eels
entered her naturally lubricated pussy. She swallowed
his greasy body easily. Magda pushed it inside firmly
and used all the power she had in her strong hands to
keep them both positioned. No other movements where
needed. They did all the work. Cata screamed as she
plunged herself headfirst into orgasm paradise. The
two living pleasure tools did an imposing job in
serving the voluptuous little lady. They followed
their instincts, just like Catalina did. They did
everything they could to release themselves, while
Cata did everything she could to enjoy herself.
Together, they were the perfect match. She could feel
them struggling against each other, through the thin
wall inside her, between the ass and the pussy. Her
body convulsed and shuddered every time the intensity
increased. 
  Magda managed to push the slim eel further inside
her girlfriend's asshole. She held on to its wiggling
tail and began fucking Cata with the other one. It was
awesome to behold their shining and slippery bodies,
contending for Cata's delight. She admired the thin,
almost black body, embraced by her lover's tight rim,
hopelessly trapped... doomed... but still sending
those marvellous, continuous waves of rapture through
her sexy body. What a wonderful way to die. And the
thicker one, much easier to handle, but still serving
its fierce purpose, clasped between Cata's fat pussy
lips. 
  Catalina delighted herself as long as the two eels
retained their stamina. The thin one collapsed first,
due to the overwhelming pressure of Cata's clenching
asshole. It was still alive when she had her ultimate
climax, but just barely. The one in her pussy was
still in good condition,  fit enough to be used again.

  Magdalena went to the kitchen, tossed the big one
back into the plastic bucket, and the severely injured
one into the sink, where the dead eel lay with the
belly in the air. She crushed its head with a heavy
pestle and washed her hands, while humming a novelty
tune.
  Catalina had a hot shower and carefully washed the
slime away from her pussy and ass. She had a satisfied
grin on her pretty face when she returned to her
lover. They embraced and kissed softly. 
-That was... so incredibly... fantastic... For a
moment, I thought I was going to die. It really was
that great! I could never keep a straight face when I
eat fried eel again. Christ! Why didn't you come up
with this sooner?
-Always displeased. It certainly takes a lot to make
you happy, Magdalena said with a wry smile. 
They cuddled up and resumed their kissing. They were
both too exhausted to make love. 

When Magda woke up next morning, Cata had a surprise
for her. A tiny glass bowl with no more than a few
mouthfuls of water and a tranquil and sheepishly
staring goldfish inside stood on the bedside table
beside her drowsy head. Cata shook her shoulder
gently.
-Wake up, sleepyhead. 
-What... are you doing?
-I've been saving for this. Since yesterday. You asked
me about my new game. Well... this is it!
She grabbed the bowl and put it on the floor beside
the bed and squatted over it. Magdalena yawned. A
trickle of piss spurted from Cata's hairless pussy,
into the goldfish bowl. Suddenly, Magda was wide
awake. And so was the unfortunate goldfish. It began
moving around faster and faster, as the strong, dark
yellow urine slowly filled the bowl. 
  She thought it looked really funny. The little fish
swam into the glass wall, bounced back and swam into
the glass again. As the bowl turned into a urinal, the
fish became lightning-fast, moving up and down, from
left to right, around and around in irregular
circles... but there was of course no escape from the
golden liquid. 
  Magda began rubbing her own cunt while watching this
fascinating theatre. It was hard trying to focus on
the lively fish, as it moved so rapidly. When Cata
finally had emptied her bladder, she sat down with
widely spread legs beside the bowl and watched the
tormenting performance with a huge smile on her face.
She noticed that Magda was masturbating, and thought
of it as a lovely compliment. 
  The goldfish seemed to be on fire. It accomplished
remarkable stunts in the piss-coloured water. A
goldfish usually proved to be a lot more powerful toy
when stuffed into a pussy, than one might imagine, but
this... was beyond fantasy. The two lovers viewed the
show with gaping mouths. Magdalena concentrated all
her attention on her stiff clit, her fingers moving
almost as fast as the tormented fish did. 
  Then, after less than two minutes, the fish lay on
its side, at the surface, with vainly gulping mouth.
Magdalena served herself an exquisite breakfast-orgasm
while staring at Catalina's parted labia. 
  Cata went to the kitchen to prepare something to
eat, while Magda went to the bathroom. She emptied the
bowl with the half-dead goldfish into the toilet, sat
down and started pissing. She aimed her trickle at the
more or less motionless fish and watched as it tumbled
around, defenceless and weak. She wiped herself and
flushed it down. 

End. 

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