He plunged deep into her dripping cunt. She responded, ”Oh damn! That feels so good!”He was now rocking her back and forth, pumping in and out of...her cunt. Ann beckoned for me to come over to her. Bob was continuing to swing her back and forth impaling her on his erection and fucking her with rhythm. I could hear the creaking of the swing and the slapping of Bob’s balls on my Ann's skin. "Ohhh, that feels sooo good!" Ann gasped. Wanting me involved, she again motioned for me to come over so I. ” We went out and got pizza just like nothing had happened I was still having troubel even looking at her. Every once in a while I felt like I was going to cry. For the most Part I knew it was all part of the game but I just could not let go of the fact that she had peed in my mouth. I found myself wondering if I still loved her. Worse if she still loved me. When we got back out in the car I did cry. I cried all the way home. I stole a glance at her once and she had a shell shocked look on her. (The ground rumbles under his feet. Sanosuke stumbles, and the bun hits the ground. He looks at it sadly for a long minute. Then he stuffs it in his mouth anyway.)Sanosuke (bursting into the clearing up ahead): Hey, where are you! Who do you think you are, messing around with people's meals?(A man is sitting cross-legged inside a ring of statues. He chants, and strikes the ground with his sword. The statues rattle.)Sanosuke (thinking): A monk training in esoteric Buddhism? But what is this,. I do suppose there's no use wearing it any more. She assuredly knows what I wear beneath it. No reason to hide what she must already know, that I'm a stripper.Fine, I'll remove it. Then maybe she can shut up and stop staring at me.Did her eyes just grow wide? Yes they did! But I thought she knew. I thought she could tell what I was already wearing. Well now she knows for sure. What other reasons could I have for wearing 5 inch heels, a micro skirt, and skin tight top? No doubt I just confirmed.