"It was definitely the right guy, so I introduced myself."Javier Cortez, CIA." Andres Mesa, Army." How'd you end up on the drug beat?" My family's fro... Medellin, so they figured I'd make a good infiltrator. I speak Spanish with the right accent and everything." Right." Anyway, the cartel had a mole in the DEA, which ended the infiltration pretty quick, but I got the location of their main coke factory. We raided it, and found out they were routing shit through this Apertus place, we just don't. I'll even open my mouth, and you can make believe my face is the toilet. Please piss on me..."And with that, Eric blasted a hard, hot stream of piss straight into Donna's open face. "Arrg, in my mouth, my mouth..." Donna begged. And Eric grabbed his dick like a firehose and directed his hot piss right into her mouth. Donna swallowed hard trying to keep up with the stream. She reached up with both hands and grasped him by the hips, pulling his dick closer to her mouth. Donna let her mouth. ‘Think I’m hungry, though.’ Tim hurriedly pulled back the covers and said in an anxious voice, ‘Of course, I’m sorry, we must find you something to eat right away.’ I put my hand out to touch his shoulder. ‘Tim… Don’t panic, I won’t suddenly fall to pieces because I’m human. Just imagine I’m any other person, treat me the same.’ Tim nodded. ‘Ria, I understand what you’re saying. But you’re not just ‘any other person’.’ He hesitated. ‘I couldn’t say before, when you were… what you were. I knew. . I don't know." You can do better than that Vincent. I know you can. Feel me. Go ahead. I'm not gonna hurt you. Remember. You can trust me. Now put your hands on my butt."I complied."Isn't it nice and round?"I began to move my hands in a circular motion on her bottom. It did feel nice to the touch. The jeans leaving little to the imagination as to what lay beneath their fabric. As I continued, she lifted slightly at my touch."Mmmmm. That's it. Now move them up my back."My hands.