The name, ofcourse, was "Kitten Pink." She put it on my fingernails in a flash aseveryone milled around, ran to the bathroom, talked about this and t...at,and just let Donna do her thing with me as if there wasn't anything theleast bit irregular about any of it.I was starting to relax even more. Why couldn't life always be likethis? My good angel voice told me it was because you can't be drunk allthe time, silly."Off with your shoes, Kitten!" Donna said, pushing me hard and fast now,totally in. I'll be honest, Mr. Kushna - I do think we can be totally honest and open with each other now, right? I've never been fucked very well, not by anyone. I've been with several guys and I've never had an orgasm or even gotten close to it. It's driving me crazy. Every time I go to bed with a man, I dread it because it's the same thing every time. My pussy, my clit are in agony because I'm not stimulated properly. I end up having to give myself an orgasm with my fingers or a vibrator. I'm so. .. they could have found Elvish women, but maybe Frodo still bend over for his uncle for auld lang syne,” I commented, making Mom snickered and snort out her Tom Collins through her nose.“I would have loved to have seen Frodo or Bilbo bang Galadriel, if nothing else. Can you imagine the reaction to that? Maybe both of them screwing her, with Elrond and Gandalf joining in later to make her pull a train ... can you picture an Elf queen pulling a train? That would have been very sexy, as would. ..so clearly. It was hairier than I’d like, sure, but clean and puckered and begging for my tongue. I was so focused on it that, when Molly emitted another hot stream of piss from her slit, and it gushed down all over my chest, I was startled. Almost as startled as I would have been if she’d turned around and plunged a knife into my chest. But then I gave into the experience and let it happen. Molly’s hot urine cascaded down in a thick, gushing stream and soaked my hairy chest. It didn’t sting.