I grabbed her hairs and pulled and she opened her mouth to cry and in turn she received my hot pee in her mouth and her top and all over her body. I b...ther her with my pee but I ensured she drinks as much as she can without spilling it over. She did as she had no choice. I finished. She sat there cryingI sat on bed fro some time looking at her. She looked beautiful like an angel. Top open with her boobs and erect nipples visible and skirt rolled her with her shaved pussy and ass exposed. Any. Hmmm. She allowed herself a deep breath, her naked breasts rising slowly as the air rushed deep into her lungs. Reaching down, Beccy turned off the tap and stepped into the bath, the warm water encompassing her slender calves as she turned and positioned herself for immersion. Slowly she lowered herself down into the warm silkiness of the water. Absorbing every sensation as the water rose around her body, covering her in its warmth, and relaxing her tightened muscles. She lay for a moment, the. After a toast was made Jill began to take a drink of her Champagne. She had finished her first class in minutes, and young Eric poured her another glass. The two of them sat there laughing and enjoying the atmosphere of the night, while I did my best to listen in. Over the next hour we had dinner, and then the band began to play. Eric had brought Jill another drink from the bar, and she once again began to sip it down. I had never seen her so giddy and excited, and I could see how much she. “I thought about it, but no thanks.” “Aww, come on,” Brent said coyly, leaning on Mark’s shoulder pretending to paw him like a cat, “you know it was only for fun.” Mark blushed, and swatted Brent lightly. “Get off me and maybe I’ll consider it.” He rose from his comfortable seat reluctantly. “I should charge you for this. You’d better learn how to cook soon or I’m going to whack you with a frying pan.” Brent just smirked. Mark decided on another omelet, since it was easy to make. He found it.