Who did his mother think she was, fosteringhim off on her sister because she was too weak to deal with him? He couldfeel his hands kneading and wrench...ng the cloth of his backpack to andfro as he thought how much he'd like a second go at her for doing this tohim. The only bright side was that the cabin would likely be comfy as hisAunt was some sort of big shot pharmaceutical designer. Though he'd neverpaid much attention to the focus of her work, the fact that she wasdecently well off had been. It was Wednesday and therefore pecs and tums. The atmosphere was congenial as usual. Bored househusbands like myself took themselves down to the Adonis health spa to work on looking good for our wives. As the years rolled on we became nothing more than trophies for our other halves to display at important functions. We always worked our on our bodies for fear of waking up in an empty bed and finding out that wifey has traded up for a younger model.Looking around the studio I caught a glimpse of. I sucked it for several moments then tongue flicked it, and then sucked it again. “Oh my god!, Derek, that’s making me pee!,” she whimpered as I rapidly tongue-flicked her exposed clit. Urine began trickling out of her urethra as my tongue continued to rapidly whip her clit.I could feel waves of orgasms pulse through her body, causing her to whimper loudly. I felt warm pee on my fingers, and contortions of her hips with every orgasm, as I continued to lick her clit intensely. Finally, I. I thought if I said anything they would find some other place to sit. And I would lose the chance to listen in on their stories. Most of the crap they told was boring but shit like this I had to listen to. I was hoping there would be more bizarre stories like this one. So I waited patiently, And kept my mouth shut.Then I heard a story that would change my life. I can still remember it word for word. One of the girls was telling the others how she snuck her boyfriend in her bedroom through her.