It was like watching a XXX movie, no more likea live play. She couldn’t help herself and let fingersfind her clit, then she played voyeur as she...asturbated. Out of the corner of her eye she saw theghost step behind her but paid little mind, her primaryfocus was herself as she worked herself toward a longawaited orgasm.Suddenly the ghost pushed her in a bent over position,stepped forward and impaled her onto his massive cock.The ghost entered her soaking wet pussy in a singlethrust. "Harlan smiled, shifting the pickup into second gear as they neared the crest of a steep hill. "Piss on her, eh? Well, I guess you young 'uns could afford to chuckle at her mean-mouthing and name-calling after you'd pissed on her."He shifted the truck back into third, and they coasted down the backside of the hill."Pissed on her and down her throat," Seth said."Down her throat?" Harlan said. "You boys is shitting me now."Harlan listened to both boys swear they'd pissed down her throat. The more. No more D/s.It wasn't a easy decision. She'd wrestled with it, agonised over it, cried herself to sleep over it. It's not that she didn't care about him. Christ, how she felt about him- sometimes it overwhelmed her. The stuff she'd done for him- even got her tongue pierced as a birthday gift for him - just for his pleasure (she didn’t mind so much, she could always take the bar out for work) And fuck, the sex had been good- awesome, Cosmo-quality orgasms even. How her back had arched, toes . "The itch will go away by the morning," he reassured me."Good," I said, just as the bill arrived.He asked, once we were alone again, "Do you want more practice?"There it was... the question that would forever determine if I was a one-time cocksucker or a forever one. Yet, I didn't even hesitate as my cock hardened in my pants again, "Yes." I knew you'd love it," he said confidently."How?" I asked, curious to know myself."How one reacts to seeing a big cock usually tells the story," he said,.