"I'm sorry, Jack, is there anything I can do to help?"Jack shrugged, "Off the top of my head, I can't think of anything." Jack stood up and walked to ...he trashcan with the soiled tissues. When he returned from the bathroom he sat down next to Denise and took both her hands in his. "Just be there for me more than I've been there for you in the last few months, ok? I know I really don't have the right to ask you to... but..."Denise leaned forward and kissed him lightly. "It's ok, I understand,". I wanted her to do this in hopes she'd graduate to being able to pee as I fucked her, thus simulating an experience I'd had with a girl that could squirt. What we found is that despite her best efforts, she couldn't pee in front of me, much less on me. Not willing to accept defeat, Michelle began sending me videos of her on the toilet peeing, in hopes of making the act less "private". When that didn't work I had her sit on a shower-chair, which had a hole in the middle. Not able to fit my body. He began squeezing my boobs and suck them. He bit the nipples and pinched them. I became wild with pleasure and started moaning.He then laid me on the bed and parting my legs, began to suck my pussy. He sucked my clit and inserted his tongue deep into my pussy-hole. Ah! I pressed my boobs.He got up and asked me to suck his cock. His huge black cock had turned rock hard and juicy by now. I took his cock in my hand and made circular motions. Pulling down the foreskin, I gently licked the warm. We walked outside and got in the back of a cab. We shuffled up together and my fingers were soon pulling her skirt up so I could find out if she were wearing tights or stockings! I soon had my answer as my finger traced over her suspender belt and onto her silky skin. The cab driver continued with his small talk in the mirror, while my finger traced a line over Jenny's clit through her silky knickers!We pulled up at the pub, my heart going crazy all of a sudden. The whole key to this was that.