I didn't get caught. What more do you want?" Having a fucking clue would be nice. Four million Euros, Pah! My father's not going to give you four mill...on anything. He only cares about his stupid company. I'm nothing but a liability to him." I hope that's not the case." I wouldn't build up your hopes." I'm going to make breakfast," I announced."Fine," she replied. "I'll have a shower and freshen up down below."She extracted herself from my embrace and strolled unashamedly back into the bathroom.. The small dark circlequickly expanded as Sally peed while she kept rubbingher crotch against me. I felt Sally’s pee soaking intomy jeans as I watched her crotch glisten. Piss wasrunning down the front of her thighs and down the innerlegs of her jeans as she humped me.I reached up to play with her breasts as she continuedto thrust her gleaming crotch against me. My cock wasawash in her steaming piss, the front of my jeans weredark and shiny. I could feel her piss running down theoutside of. He liked the wetness, aroma and taste of pussy, and said that eachof the girls have a slightly different scent and flavor. Looking back on it now, I realize that was my firstinkling that I might get pleasure from providing oral sex to girls. I continued to listen to my friends’ stories, and I was becoming ever more anxious to experience sexmyself. And of course, Jeff’s descriptions of eating the girls out got me even more excited. Then anopportunity presented itself that allowed me to smell and. Do you now see what I need and why I need it?”“I do. Your story has the ring of truth about it. Were you there?”“No, it happened many years before I was born, but we learned to respect those brave men who performed that action without fanfare. They were unsung heroes of their time, and I am looking for another hero to do a similar job.”[author: the reference is to the D-Day beaches in 1944]“Okay, you have sold me on your idea. I like it, and I know I can find your information for you. It will.