I guess I was too shocked by the change in you. I should have been more composed than I was, but when you told me about Tommy, and that you knew about...Peter, I didn’t know what to say. You were pretty angry with me that evening.’ ‘I’m sure you can understand why,’ I said, attempting to keep any emotion from my voice. ‘Yes … I do understand. That’s why I wanted to talk to you one more time … before … before it’s over.’ ‘Alright, I guess I can do that,’ I said reluctantly. I couldn’t think of any. Robe open, her pussy only inches from my face, I felt the hot spray of her urine pour out as she began peeing on my face. My eyes stinging from the flood…it seemed like she could go forever. Then, as fast as it started, it stopped. “Is that better?” she asked sarcastically. She returned to her seat and with a smile, motioned to Maria, who resumed her position.Feeling completely defeated at this point, I didn’t even care about the taste or smell anymore. Maria again squeezed on my balls. Now we are speaking about that traffic light, if you turn left there it take you on Woodside Road. The road swirls up the hills and you vanish in the woods, after two miles you can turn left on Mansion Hilltop Road. That road is a dead end road and at the end you will find a house, locally known as “The Mansion.”The original house was already there when I was born but the owners abandoned it in the sixties. Slowly it changed from a beautiful mansion into a desolated ruin. They tried to sell it,. I was prayingshe hadn’t found someone else, that she was just givingthis guy a blow job.About three minutes later, but what seemed like aneternity, the door of the room I was supposed to be inopened. A man in his sixties, at least, came out,lowered his head when he saw me and walked away.I quickly went into the room and locked the door.I move to the hole, pulled down my pants and put myalready fully hard cock in the hole.“It’s you,” she said, her voice sounding excited.