”“Would you drink my piss, Christy?”Christy glanced at him, her eyes wide. “Yes, I would,” she answered, sounding surprise. “I think I wou...d like that. Do you...”He nodded.She sank down, his cock popping out, and she knelt before him. She sucked his cock into her mouth, still dirty from her ass, and waited. He relaxed his bladder, straining to piss. His cock was hardening, making it harder, and Aaliyah watched him with dark eyes.“Do it!” his Genie moaned, her hands frigging her pussy. “Piss in. " I'm fine with it," Thuy answered, shooting an icy glare at me.Rob hesitated and looked around a bit, but then slowly pulled himself up. He spread his legs slightly and leaned back. Thuy looked excited, but nervous. I was looking at her, shaking my head, mouthing a silent 'no'. Slowly, she leaned over and touched Rob's dick with one finger."Don't be scared," Tiffany encouraged," grab it!"Thuy used her thumb to lift up the head of Rob's still soft dick and wrapped her fingers around it. Rob bit. "...Right over there..." "...I don't care..." It sounded like they were talking about me, but that could well have been the hormones talking. Halfway through the first period, we were leading by two. I found myself standing next to her, but I hadn't moved. "We're winning," she said."Yes, we are," I said. She turned to me. I noticed that she had removed her jacket and pulled her shirt tighter around her chest, revealing a lot of cleavage. She had grown bold. "Do you remember me?" I was pretty. . Why we want you to have her clothes, allof them, not just what she brought here with her."I was already in tears from her obvious pain, but that just tipped mefurther over the edge. "Are... are you sure?" I sobbed."Yes," David said firmly. "Obviously we would have donated them tocharity, but we thought what better charitable cause than you, withoutwhom her murder may never have been solved?" All we ask in return," said Christina, "is that you come to her funeral,see the lives she touched,.