She was wedged behind the little counter in thekitchen alcove making up a couple of thermoses of coffee and tea. Shehanded him a mug, smiled and told ...im good morning. Derek picked it upfrom the counter and took an appreciative sip. She had dosed it justright. After picking her up every morning she didn't need to ask how hewanted it anymore. She had on some long shorts that ended just below herknees and one of her baggy t-shirts today. "No T'ai Chi this morning?" heasked her.She shook her head. But my favorite was when he would stroke my hair as I shoved his giant dick in and out of my mouth. "I'm gonna cum." "Oh, my boyfriend's dad's cum, this is a treat!" I said with a smile, with his dick still in my mouth. He grabbed my head, and shoved his dick in really far as he came into my mouth. His cum was a bit sweeters than my boyfriend's. His cum spilled out of my mouth, but I used my tongue to clean me and his dick up. As I got up, his rough hands pulled me onto him again. He pulled me. It was going everywhere, in my mouth, two were pissing straight inside my catsuit, in my boots and some bugger pissed all over my head and hair but by now I didnt care what they did I was coming almost continuiously and buy the time they finished there was a couple of inches of piss in the bath which I just rolled and splashed about in getting completely covered in it I was so turned on I diddnt care what i did i just wanted to be a dirty filthy piss and spunk covered slut. Then someone said I. It seemed like the mythical animal was struggling, almost as if it was trying to break free from the confines of the two-dimension world it was trapped in. I glanced around, but no one seemed to have noticed it. I experienced a few seconds of confusion before I realized what was happening. I had been staring at the mural for so long I had started to fantasize. I had no idea if it would be sexual in nature, but I chose to let it envelop me. In moments, the last few shreds of reality faded. By.