Then she asked: ‘Want to sniff it?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Do you need to pee?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘OK then.’ Connie handed the panties to Bruce as she got o...f him. She repositioned herself on her knees but fully upright. She removed her bra but kept her slip and blouse on. Bruce got up to face her. He placed her panties over his head and fit the crotch part to cover his nose to enable him to take in the full odor of her wet stains. He dropped his pants and briefs to expose his penis. He held his cock as he started to. The settlement later found the meat tasted like a smoked chicken. (On earth, the chicken has a ham-like flavour due to the sodium nitrite salt that is used to cure them). Some found it was a little peppery but very succulent meat if it was cooked right and it soon became very popular.Especially for Sean, Lee and Kyle, who still couldn’t eat most pork products because of Miss Piggy.Lee’s solution on what to charge for the land lease was solved by the Pix, Alis and Haf Martyn.The couple, with. I could smell the booze but as soon as the first one of them toasted me with one of the glasses I discovered that my drink was quite non alcoholic. I took the full double shot into my mouth and discovered that no matter what they were drinking I was drinking their pee! One by one each of them handed me a double shot of their individual pee and introduced themselves. Several of my shots I used to swish around trying to get the lingering cum out of my mouth. It didn't matter because it was all. Yet from lack of home cooked meals and hard work, I wasn’t carrying many extra pounds. The one thing I did have that wasn’t average, was a cock inherited from my father’s side of the family —to hear my mother tell it. My estranged father had died some years before my graduation from high school, a smoker and drinker who supposedly succumbed to natural causes. I had come along late in my parent’s lives, the unexpected solitary c***d arriving years after having given up trying to have one. When.