I thrust my hips upwards and pulled my jeans down; I wasn't wearing any underwear and so my horse cock sprang out and pulsed at the 3 o'clock position... Ginger gasped, along with the other two girls kneeling in front of me. "Fuckin' hell..."! cried the one with blonde hair as a blob of precum dripped lazily from the little slit in my glistening knob. "Is...is that fuckin' thing real"? Ginger asked and gulped; the other two girls giggled nervously. Blondie licked her lips and the brunette girl. Phil let fly, I nearly drowned as hot piss splashed over me, then two more streams as the others let fly too, soon I was soaked and rubbing their pee into my face and skin, I drunk some and then told Phil to fill my ass with his piss too, turning to get the last drops shot into me. The guys loved washing me off, hands rubbed soap all over my body, especially my boobs and pussy, after a quick drink I got them going again, each happy now to try whatever I asked them to do, now it time to step. "What is your wish,Mistress Jane?"Jane was more level headed than Burt, and was thinking. She had caughtthe remark by the Djinn about the last wish, only one wish being hers tomake instead of the fabled three. She had to make it a good one. Janeglanced at the paper -- Prince Edward and his new bride, the luckySophia Rhy-Jones, were on the front page. This inspired her. She couldbecome Sophia, and Burt could become the Prince. Then they could haveeverything they wanted.Jane knew from reading the. "I thought I heard a muttered, "I wish," as Donna walked out.We drove to the patio where Friday proved to be a little different than most days once again. It was not quite five o'clock yet, but the place was jumping. As soon as I walked in, Wes was in front of me and asked, "How'd you do today? I know this thing is going to take weeks, maybe months to do, but how are you doing on the job?"I took the presentation folder out and handed it to Wes as I said, "This is the preliminary program that.