At the airport, Aaron took over. He picked up the tickets, checked the bags and escorted Geri through the airport to their gate. He made sure she had ...ome water and something to read. He sat next to her on the plane, not saying a word, but watchingout of the corner of his eye to make sure that she was alright. He was careful to console her when the plane would lurch a bit – telling her it was just a bit of air turbulence and that they would be alright. Geri had never had that in her life, and. As soon as she was a bit relaxed she started pissing again in our glasses. The taste was awesome! Tasting the cum and pussy together with the piss was a wonderful blend! Then we did the same with the Rosé and Red Pissing-Slut with the some result! When we were done with the second round of the tasting we started chatting about witch Piss was better and witch Piss-and-Cum blend was better. We all agreed that the Piss-and-Cum blend was the best. A bit salty, but not too much. The Tasting-Slut. “Great. Just what I need,” she said when she saw Bobby sitting one of her kitchen chairs. “What do you want?”“To apologise,” he said quietly. “I thought over what you said the last time I saw you and I have to tell you how sorry I am. We should have told you about Elizabeth before we had sex with you.”That took the wind out of her sails. “Fine,” she muttered. “You’re forgiven. I didn’t exactly have a leg to stand on, though, did I? I accepted her offer just like you did.”“Yes, but you didn’t. I writhe and claw at the plastic hood that covers my vulva, I beg and spill some tears because it’s too much, too good, too oh fuck oh fuck I’m already having another-My body is a big hand, and now I’m making a fist. All of me balls up, tightens, my breath whistles out of my burning lungs, I see stars. Faintly, I notice my own wetness gushing from beneath the seam of the toy’s possessive little covering, coating the insides of my thighs, dripping down the crack of my ass and seeping into the.