My bottom hurt, but I loved the way his tongue was licking all around the inside of my mouth, and he was pulling back to ease the bottom pain, before ...oving back in again. I had stopped peeing by now, and we were both sitting in a puddle of my piss, with him easing his dick slowly in and out of my cunt, and, surprisingly the pain had eased, and was now giving me sensations, which I hadn't experienced before, even to my poophole sort of opening and closing, and inner glowings inside my front. A nose stud rounded out the look. We took to chatting with them immediately and found that, aside from being married, we did have a lot in common. They were less new to the city, but also outsiders, and they had struggled to find other people in their situation. Given how packed it was, we ended up spending most of the night dancing with them (losing our host sometime around 1). At the end of it all, we found ourselves grabbing a late night drunk slice and planning our next outing. We decided. I would have never been in this situation if it hadn’t been for that darn vodka. “What?” He asked. “Are you serious? This is weird as it is.” He stopped and put his arms down to his side and he made a strange face. “Sure, I guess. What the hell.” He stepped forward slightly pointing his hard shaft at me while I got up on my knees at the edge of the tub. I put my hand slowly around his cock. It wasn’t quite as stiff as it was earlier but it quickly became stiffer as I pulled my hand up to the. As he pushedhis foot down on the gas pedal of his roadster, Luckyman spotted what hethought looked like a comet coming towards him. He hit the brakes, and ashe stopped, the "comet" rammed into his roadster, knocking it off theroad and down the edge of a steep cliff. By the time Luckyman regainedconsciousness, the car was lying on the ground below the road, wreckedand in disrepair - it was a total loss."At least I'm alive," he whispered, "but I don't know if I can stay alivefor very much longer.