“Do you think he liked my idea?” Martha said as she tried on one of Joe’s shirts.“Why do you think he wanted to leave?” I asked. I looked th...ough Joe’s wardrobe there was nothing that didn’t have a sports team logo on it or a rock band or some video game emblazed across it. I finally decided on a green Packers shirt and pulled it over my top at least I wouldn’t have to worry about my boobs popping out.“You really are trying to bring everyone down; today aren’t you?” Martha said as she pushed. "Drink Mother's hot piss, baby! Let me piss in your sweet mouth... drink mother's hot piss! Drink it right out of my hairy cunt!"Jay opened his lips wide, tasting the spurting piss with his tongue. Shellie shoved her pussy as far over the deck as she could and still keep her balance. Jay slowly moved his face toward her pussy, taking the hot stream of piss over his tongue. He had been letting his mouth fill, but now he began to swallow it."Ohhh, yes, baby, drink my piss!" Shellie urged with. . why don't we both ask for relief, from each other? You game?" Hmn... sounds like we may need to have a doctor come... might cause some chest pains among the guys in here... let's do it." I replied, still kinda stunned I was about to do this."Ms. Reubenstein" Lisa said with her hand raised."Yes Lisa, what is it?" Ms. Reubenstein asked."Ma'am, I believe I need relief." Lisa said."Ok, very well then. Megan, do you need relief too?" Ms. Reubenstein questioned."Yes ma'am," I replied."Very well. I looked up and saw her alternately staring at my face and my butt, both of which were clearly red.“So, had enough? Is your idle middle class fantasy fulfilled? I am sure you want to get out of here now.”I stopped crying, got up, went to the sink and started washing my face.“This was Birju. The girls say he likes slapping them around and spitting at them in the end. And you know something? He is still one of the preferred customers. One of the less barbaric ones. If you think Birju was bad,.