Burnside’s bed. As soon as I get dressed I’d appreciate it if you take me to see Suzanne.’ With that Wendy got dressed, in her usual designer je...ns and a Casmir sweater. The clothes, especially her underwear, felt scratchy to Wendy. She scratched under her sweater, then decided to take her bra back off and just wear the sweater. She would not have dreamt of going bra-less three months ago. Amy was disappointed with Wendy’s plans. Sitting in traffic all afternoon was not what she had in mind for. It happened almost simultaneously..one of the poker buds started to moan "ohhhhh fuckk its coming...open ur fuckin mouths" and the piss started streaming out of allof them. With our heads leaned back, we were getting slapped and bathing in their hot piss. After Uncle Mike finished pissing, he hog spitted in my mouth and cocked up one leg on the tub, grabs my head and says "fuckk yea! boi lick my sweaty nuttz". He held my face between his nuttz and asshole and I inhaled and tasted all his funky. ..it wasn't far off! Kitty's own moans were increasing rapidly in frequency and volume. Her back arched, hips jerking spasmodically as she humped against my face in rapid, jarring paroxysm's of orgasmic contractions. Kitty came hard and for a long time. I started to think that maybe she was trying to shake me off but no, she was merely out of control, lost in cumming in her lovers mouth (just as she should have). With her convulsions finally subsiding, I sat back up on my knees, hands caressing. He could see things more clearly in the light of day. He knew now that what he'd been living on with Sue had been a dream, and it hadn't given him what he really wanted out of life. It hurt him to have to find it out this way, and it wouldn't be easy for him to begin to build something for himself again out of the wreckage that was left. Yet he knew he would have to try. By the time he had finished the shower and the drink he was beginning to think solid thoughts again instead of eating away at.