She gave my cock a couple of long and tight strokes to make sure it was done wiping every little drop off.Then like she had just finished cleaning som...thing in the house she turned and walked out of the room closing the door behind her. I threw my hands down to my side and let out a long deep breath. Damn, that was good. It was so good that I grabbed my cock and began to stroke it again thinking over what she had just done. It didn’t’ take long before my cock let out a couple of small. Make me swallow it."Even though I had just had what was probably some of the best sex of my life I hated this women, I wanted to hurt her I want to humiliate this whore. I wanted do the most degrading thing I could do to her. Taking my cock in my hand I began to pee on her. I started to piss and she directed the stream over her tits spouting a glittering stream of piss into the air that splashed on her breasts like a garden hose. I began spraying her tits and then her face with a vibrant stream. Kissing, and licking over and around it, feeling it engorge and become even more sensitive as with my lips and my tongue I softly move back the diaphanous cowl that protects this glorious organ of love.I relish in the sense of my lovers bodily reactions to my pursuits, feeling her body heat rise, her pelvis writhing beneath me, sometimes to the point that it becomes difficult to maintain my loving to her clit. As I sense the beginning of her orgasm there is now another change in her taste, it. Her blond hair was piled on top of her head in a loose bun and she wore deep red lipstick. The rest of her makeup was subtle, she was a pretty girl and he didn’t want her to attract too much male attention. After all…she belonged to him. At least for tonight. His eyes followed her as she made her way across the room to him. She wore a navy blue pencil skirt that just skimmed her knees and a matching fitted jacket under which he could see a light blue silk blouse demurely buttoned so as not to.