Taking my cue from her I started to do that. Slowly kissing and licking each thigh as I worked my way towards her pussy.Jeni moaned out, “God you're...getting me so wet again!”She had me place my lips on her pussy and I could feel the wetness on them. She began to instruct me on how to kiss and lick along her pussy. She had me move up to her clit, taking her fingers she spread herself open to me. Showing me her clit and telling me how to stroke it and lick it without hurting a girl. She then had. ”She did. “Now?”“Let ‘er warm up at idle. Let’s go look at the mooring lines.”Ten minutes later she was holding the end of the last mooring line, a turn around a cleat, looped around a bollard on the dock. She was watching me. I shifted into reverse and signaled. She flipped the turn off the cleat, freeing it, and hauled the line in from the other end, piling it on deck. Okay, stowing lines will come later.She joined me in the pilot house. We had both doors open, catching the breeze as we. “Just drinking my pee! Ooh, and in an hour, I'm going to have to pee in your mouth again.”My cunt clenched. The ache to masturbate swelled. It was its own torture. I savored it. I drank the last of her piss. I was a filthy, nasty, depraved slut. Pussy juices ran down my thighs beneath my skirt. I groaned and then licked at Alicia's twat.“Mmm, yes, use your tongue as my toilet paper,” she moaned. “Get every drop of my pee up. You love it.”“I do, Princess,” I moaned. “Pregnant piss tastes the. " How?" he had asked her, wheezing asthmaticly."It is just the way nature has made it," she had told him."How, how, how can a man's thing fit inside such a tiny hole?" he had huffed."It can, take my word for it," she had smiled at him knowingly."But a man's penis, uh, is, uh, even bigger than mine isn't it?" Well, yes, but yours will grow," she had told him.She had glanced down at his penis then and saw that it was already five or six inches long. She hadn't known how much bigger he would get.