"PPPllease cccome in." I, through my extreme nervousness (it took all my conscious effort), calmly directed her into the living room and motioned towa...d the couch. She, without a bit of hesitation, without a bit of surprise - almost as if this was a regular occurrence during her nocturnal pizza travels - plopped herself down, opened a box of pizza and enthusiastically began to feed.As she sat on the couch, I quietly sneaked into the kitchen, out of reach of her unsuspecting eyes. There I could. I'm surprised I didn't notice. Maybe Toni was right, maybe I really was clueless.Juvenile as shit, but when I found out, I moved all but one or two out to the shop fridge. They were old style bottles, with ceramic caps and rubber washers, about twenty-four ounces full. I'd take the ones I left in the house, drink about a fourth of them, and fill them up with fresh piss. Then I'd shake them well and put them back. I'd grin like crazy when I'd come home and find an empty on the counter. I could. She was sucking my cock with just about everything she had and I could feel the come building up within me. I could tell from all the pussy juices I had all over me that she had come several times. I really didnt want this to end but she REALLY knew what she was doing and I couldnt hold out any longer. I knew she could sense it too because she had grabbed both of my cheeks and went down one last time just in time to catch the first jet of come that burst forth from the tip of my cock. She. My lovely manicured nails were ripping her soft cottony black clothes.I saw the gun laying under my bed, so I lunged my hand at it.Too late, she saw the intention and quickly knelt onto my outstretched arm.Her thighs were like smooth pale tree trunks.I slapped at her with my free hand, but she just grinned with bloodlust in her striking eyes.She laughed excitedly as I slapped her again, and she then grabbed my hand and pinned it above my head. I could only kick my legs about as she had me.