Don't piss on my hands nigger, he laughed. The one in front of me put the head of his cock on my tongue and said here it comes and he let loose a for...eful stream of pee into the back of my mouth which I had to swallow of choke on it. His stream seemed endless I kept gulping down his salty urine in small gulps while the others chuckled. When his stream finally stopped he wiped the head of his massive cock across my face leaving drops of his pee on my lips and under my nose. The one holding. They closed their eyes, feeling their bodies be caressed by these two angels. Eventually they concentrated on the girls' groins, rubbing and fingering their pussies."Oh God..." Arla moaned. "Ohhhh..." No, we're not God, just his faithful angels," Felicità giggled. The two mortals' moans got louder and louder, as they got closer and closer to climax. They were almost there. Almost ... Almost..."It looks like they're ready." Felicità and Piacetta stopped stimulating the girls, much to their. Her skin tight jeans outlined perfectly the flare of her hips, and they had been so tight that they actually followed the slit of her young, ripe cunt, the faded cloth looking like a fresh coat of skin painted onto her legs. She waved her hips when she walked in front of the young boy, and she spun around as she walked to her bedroom in time to see him turn a beet red with embarrassment. She knew what he had been thinking. It was the same thing all men thought when they got even a fleeting. By the time the cab dropped her off at the hotel, Claire's mind was abit less clouded from the drinking spree earlier but it was clear shewould be needing a good night's rest. She walked over to the hotel roomsMatt and Jay were using, and grabbing the room key from her wallet,entered the hotel room. It was empty, just as she expected after beingout for the day. Of course, it was dark inside, the lights had been outall day long but the moonlight shone quite nicely through the window.Claire began.