It's already been fucked. Only sluts like me take load after load. Only sluts like me make it clear to you that you can do anything to me." Those last...words connected with the core of my fantasies. It didn't take me long to squirt into her, again and again.When I again had breath, I repositioned her, her lovely pussy in front of my face, framed by black stocking tops that made her look even more naked. With my hands, I rubbed her clit, realizing that the harder I did it, the more she enjoyed. 'My jaw drops at your instructions, but there is no time to complain. I really need to pee and don't want it trickling down my legs. I get down into the position you have instructed, with my bum facing you. I feel a little slutty, and actually, more than a little turned on. I glance over my shoulder to see you watching me intently. 'Are you going to watch?''Of course, I am.'I had no time to care and slowly began releasing my pee. It fell between my legs to the grass beneath me. Finally, after. "Here you are you filthy fucking whore, I'm dumping my cum inside your dirty fucking little cunt. I reckon that will get through your impregnable defenses."With a final thrust, he withdrew his cock from Maria's now glistening beaver. "Thanks for your donation," she smiled.Hubby clapped his hands again. "Okay number two, get in there and squirt some more jizz into my whore wife before anything starts leaking. We want her snatch filled to the brim the whole time she is being banged."The second. ” She left Adrian’s room murmuring something about a phone call and hurried off down the corridor in the direction of her own study room.My face must have registered my disappointment at Viv’s sudden departure because Adrian laughed in a good natured way. “I think you quite fancy her, don’t you Bob?” He handed me a can of Carlsberg.“Am I that obvious?” I asked, cracking open the Carlsberg.”“I’m afraid so, Bob. Your face was a picture. You looked like a dog that had just had it’s bone taken off.